My Day

I was walking
Down the street
Overwhelmed by anxiety
It was a great feat

I saw a woman
On the dole
She had a demon
In her soul

I laughed
Like a maniac
Sadly I have
A bad back

I farted on
The mailman’s face
He thought it was
A disgrace

Today I am
Half sane
I have a
Defective brain

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2025