Sunday, August 23, 2009

Untitled Poem by John Bauman

Let me put it to you like this.
It’s like this:
      (                  )

(oh, yeah. Insert a goofy sound above)

Peepers?
They put it like this:
      (                  )

(I mean “peep, peep, peep…”)

You, there!
You have to go through time
      …and, uh, space.
You have to.
No, I don’t.
I can just be here and now.
There’s no time like the present,
      for existing.
Life is cool!

What’s your name?

Um…to make a long story short:
      I was born, I did a bunch of things
      and I’m here now.


-John Bauman

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