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i think i lifted that last week

by Kalikala Smith

under the coffee table,
do you remember?
no, you're as puzzled as i am.
who knows what i'm talking about
when i'm tired.
apparently i can't marry
a japanese man.
i don't even know one
don't think that i can
(marry one that is)
because our children will be orange
and what kind of life would that be?
explaining to your neighbors
why you've got an orange tree.

and if three men
were walking up a hill
(to who knows where)
and one said
to the other
(leaving the third one apparently unincluded)
"are you a porcupine?"
what would he say?
well, what could he say?
i'm tired.
that's all there is to it.

i just want to go to bed.
rest my sleepy little head.
and if i die,
before i wake.
well i just want to go to bed.

does ben still walk on carpets?

"when it's cold outside,
i've got the month of may, cuz MARCH STINKS"

and amongst all this gibble gabble
there really isn't one ounce of sense
so pass the ketchup please
i need a little flavor
to spice up my cheese
that i've settled with a waiver
so as not to ever sneeze
and always get what we've paid for

nope, i didn't lift that last week.
i don't like coffee.

09/03/2003

Author's Note: whoa whoa whoa... a collaboration of a whole bunch of things my roommate has recorded me saying in my sleep, and just a whole bunch of things that popped out of my tired little brain just now... have fun, be scared, and run away as fast as your little typing fingers can carry you

Posted on 09/03/2003
Copyright © 2025 Kalikala Smith

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christel Crews on 09/14/03 at 02:56 AM

this is hilarious! i talk in my sleep too... hehehe...

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