Flippered like a fish
I roll futilely from room to room
My eyes glassy, my jaws slack,
Tongue wagging furiously like a hamster in his wheel.

Insanity or mundanity?
I wake up, I throw on an old shirt,
I start the car and pop in a CD.
I walk around for a while and then go to sleep.
Just when it gets boring, I twist the plot dramatically again
With capers-plots-and stunts-
Outrageous schemes for love.

“Life is a tale told by an idiot-“ hardly!
What idiot could craft such a villain as me?
What idiot could invent such a ridiculous plot as
The history of the world, the death of Caesar-
The life and times of Rasputin.
“Full of sound and fury-“ granted.
Mankind fussed endlessly about such utter ****.
We hoard money, we build a castle of excrement
Only to die.
What fools these mortals be!
“Signifying nothing-“ nay, something.
But what?