I Don’t Have To Look Behind Me, All I Have To Do Is Squat
“I don’t have to look behind me
all I have to do is squat.” she said
because that’s how she ordered a ham sandwich in public
because almost everything she’d ever said would sound sexual
I don’t know why
I tried to ask her if she wanted my pickle
but it came out sounding like I was miss-quoting
George Clooney in the most unsexy way and
I can’t remember any of the specific details
of the last time that we had lunch together
anymore
but I know what it’s like: being hungry
I’ve been eating Netflix movies and frozen vegetables for days now
Wait: what were we talking about? are we talking? what’s the fuck’s up with
tonight?
Dude, I love your poem here…and I’m so glad I followed your page yesterday.
Everything about this poem is my cup of tea when it comes down to using metaphor humor.
If you have time check out my poems as well, you’ll find some of them funny and bizarrely weird. 🙂