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Stream of Consciousness Poem

By Andrew C McDonaldPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
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What the fuck?

Was that ...?

Nah.. couldn't have been ..

He's dead

Ah Crap!

Stepped in dog shit ...

Christ almighty! Scrape it on the grass...

Where in the heck are my keys?

I need to get back inside ...

Inside my mind ...

Somewhere there are answers

If only I could find my own ass with both hands

Oh well

It's more cracked than my brain

Damn fence is tilting again

Needs a new post there

So do I..

I need to post something ... anything

Not that anyone will care ...

Hey! There's my glasses!

Effin dog chewed them up!

No wonder I can't see for fuckin' looking!

Bibbitty Bobbity Boo

Who the heck are you?

Need to pick up milk and carwax

Or was that earwax?

Nah.. Oh, pull your finger out of your ear idiot

Neighbors are going to think you're crazy

OOOHHH! Gross!

Nobody'll notice if I wipe it on my pants..

Oh well

What was I looking for again?

Oooohhh... what a cool rock!

It's a beautiful shade of green and blue

It'll look nice in the aquarium

Shamu! That was the name of that damn whale

Oh yeah... Jonah...

That was who I was looking for

Down FIDO!!!!

Now ... where are my keys?

Stream of Consciousness

About the Creator

Andrew C McDonald

Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.

Never mind. I give up.

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    Written by Andrew C McDonald