if this poem sounds like a joke,
then that’s a mistake,
because i didn’t intend for it to come across like that,
but if you’re laughing, then it might mean
i’m unintentionally funny at times,
or, and this is more probable, you’re high on marijuanaand have not been exposed to reefer madness yet
please don’t wait up for me,
because i don’t know how long this will take,
and i’d rather not be rude,
just go back to sleep and pretend that i’m next to you
in your dreams
i spend an inordinate amount of time
looking through coupons to determine what to buy and how much i can save,
but what i’m saving for,
i honestly could not tell you,
cause it’s not like these coupons amount to much
Fred Aiken Writing 