Walking along 41st East Ave,
meandering my way, towards downtown.

Have a sudden surge of
random, joyous inspiration.

Stop.
Look around.
Undo my belt,
dropping down my britches,
hoping to see people in stitches.

Nothing.

Not a single, abnormal look at all?
An old Chinese lady on her porch,
even smiles and waves.

Have a surge of sudden,
random, joyous inspiration.

Down come the pants,
down come the skivvies.
Take off my shirt,
take off my socks and shoes-
stuff everything in my knapsack,
and, towards downtown I go.

Nothing....

Not a single abnormal look at all?
65,000 people milling about,
and not even one single shout?

People are smiling at me politely.
One dude even asks for the time.
No one steps out of my way;
little old gentleman says, "Good day."

Hey! I know what you are thinking, all-
and I am fortunately, not THAT small!!

Need attention. Look at me!
Look at me, coddle me;
look at big ol' special me!
Me me me me me me!
Can you not even see?

So, I take my ding-a-ling,
and give it a mighty swing.
Slap it to the left,
slap it to the right.
Give it a funny twist,
and shake it all about.
Still nothing.
Now, I am really beginning to pout.

Heading towards the uptown, skytrain station,
to further explore, my sudden, random inspiration.