Wednesday, May 25, 2016

None Will Hop As High As I Have

Today I hopped the highest
Hopped right out of the atmosphere
Hopped until the earth was pea-sized
A paint-dot under my shoe
Go on, earth, you bloated bauble
Go on and send your most ambitious grasshoppers
Your juiced-up athletes on pogo sticks
Your champion Mexican jumping beans
Your widows who see their dead husbands beckon invitingly from among the stars
None will hop as high as I have
None will leap to this apex
Nor suffocate so willingly in space
None will…
Oh, shit.
Hello steroid pogo dude
Didn’t think you’d make it all the way up here
Congratulations
Guess we can hold hands on the way back down.