humphrey bogarted me

i cant sleep
it will be april fifth
for ten more minutes

this poem looks ugly on the page
like a stray dog scimpering across
highway 76
like my fifth grade school picture
green turtle neck, cowlick, stupid
smile and all

i cant sleep
it will be April sixth
in eight more minutes

tomrrow i will not conquer
the world
tomorrow i will not get married
to an asian woman
tomorrow i will not have my
first child

tomorrow i will wear sun tan
lotion
tomorrow i will make love to my
hand
and of course i will drink the
drink that many men have given
birth to
late at night
face to face with a toilet seat

tomorrow is april 6th
i hope it comes
in moderation