Pieces

I eat cereal three times a day

Then stare at my stomach

With NutCrunch stuck between my teeth

Sit in the sun in my underpants

A beer warming between my knees

I watch my skin turn pink

Snow melting on the mountains

River roaring in my ears

I erase all my poetry

Before anyone else reads it

Because the words mean nothing

And because its all shit

I beg for someone who can hold my interest

Maybe someone who can teach me to juggle

Cartwheel

Play the Double Bass

Lose some weight

Pick up all the scraps of paper

Leaking biros

Pencils sharpened to useless nubs

Cornflakes

I could ask all day

Wait in the haze

But I could never afford a Double Bass