I rode a bike

I rode a bike.
Got lost by the mall roundabout.
How the hell do I get past this?
Went home.
A kid yelled out his car window
“Bunny hop!”
I wanted to smash his face.
But I wouldn’t have
hit him
even if I could have.
It makes me feel bad to hit people.
Except the Gnome.
It feels good to hit him.
But only sometimes.
There are dishes in the sink.
And chicken in the fridge.
And coffee on the stove.
But I’d rather write this.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

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