Why So Serious?
Said the man with beef between his teeth
So I avoided his nose and looked to his feet
Oh No! what are those!!
His toes looks like retired crows
With missing feathers and shit
If it was an endangered species it might have been lit
So I elevated my gaze up to his waist
Wait, is that toothpaste?
How did it get from his face to that space?
Do I want to know?
Hell to the no!
In the end I decided to look at the top of his head
Really is that a fly? Is it dead!?
Man I an done
I am going to laugh instead.
Rule of Three
Three bucks is the prize,
Someone gets the pride,
Years of entries,
Who can choose?
Writers spend their afternoon,
Spinning words in mental looms,
Happy thoughts or impending doom,
Serious is just so gloom,
I look to another moon,
It needs to happen soon,
Rule of threes spins my runes,
Next stop is a successful boom.
I am serious.
Seriously devoted to eating giant banana pancakes, researching homemade rabbit costumes, and thinking about the faces people make during sex. Seriously engaged in irreverent bathroom stall philosophy, in leaving drunk voicemails, and watching awkward flirting in the wild. Seriously invested in hanging by my fingers from this tumbling little planet as it zooms through the cosmos. Serious is as serious does, after all.
Why So Tight Lipped?
911,What's your emergency?
It'S Mark Tucker.She made me laugh again.
Are you serious?
How bad is it this time?
It was deadpan.
One joke after another.
It really hurts.
I tried not to SMILE.
But she was relentless.
She had you in stitches eh?
That's not funny.
ok,I'LL send help right away.
Ow,that hurts.She's gonna PAY for this.
Were almost done here Mr Tucker.
There how does that feel?
Just Joking.
Ok,now were gonna run a few tests.
Knock knock?
I'm sorry,i couldn't help myself.
Mr Tucker.Here's an hour of deadpan jokes.
I'LL be in the next room.
If you feel any discomfort wave to me.
An hour passes by.
Everything looks good Mr Tucker.
We'll have you hooked back up to the iv in no time.
Meals on wheels,get it!
I guess in your case Mr Tucker laughters not the best medicine.
Although one time i had a patient with severe constipation.
I gave him an audio of dark comedy.
He laughed so hard he shit himself.
It gives a new meaning to comedy relief.
Before you go Mr Tucker,please sign here.
This is for the cost FOR ambulance,emergency room visit,and THE STITCHES...
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Really?
Why so serious? Please tell me you did not just ask that to me.
Why would you expect me to be anything else? Give me something to smile about, and then maybe we can have a conversation.
Although given the fact that entries for this challenge do not close anytime soon, I am guessing you will have a difficult time with this.
Excuses
"Why so serious?", they ask.
I have shared so many reasons,
Told too many excuses,
But I have more.
Which one to choose,
After all,
This is my big decision for the day.
Maybe I'll make something up,
Like I always do...
I'm moving,
My brother was hit by a car,
My parents are splitting up...
Or I could tell the truth...
I'm terminal,
I have two months to live,
And I'm spending it at work,
With you people who don't care enough to ask if I'm okay.
But...
"I'll be fine",
I say,
In response to the question,
But not the one they asked.
Don’t fight the feeling
Who is the man that sits softly in the night?
What is this feeling that stirs inside?
Where did my soul get permission to dance?
When will it propel me forth to act?
Why must I suffer this passion inside?
How can I fight it? Can I deny it?
The passion inside stirs forth, a volcano.
My body propels forward.
While my mind’s screaming “hell no!”
Deep inside I can’t fight it
I must love and let go. I can’t deny it.
Passion is nature’s distraction.
11.55
11.55
the dark and a moon shining in the sky...
It's the ending of the night
And you're waiting just for the midnight.
11.55 the time nobody misses the sky
I was born in darkness filled with lies
Nobody cares if the stars don't align
Even if they scream and cry
You wait for the midnight
Half sleepy and a half conscious mind
You call it a night
You are just waiting for the midnight
Chaoetic night, you want to skip the time.
Thats when I noticed
I was born on a little shy
Because with me its always
You want the time to fly
And sometimes it kinda makes me cry