accidentally hitting

the headboard with my arm

and an empty beer bottle

falls off

and clunks me noggin


It almost seems like

we should be able

to come up with a poem

but it isn’t good enough


now, if the bottle

was half full

and it spilled

and got the bed all wet

then it might be worthy

of an actual poem


but just a clunk

on the noggin alone

isn’t worth the effort


I guess it’s just

a matter of disaster

and quantitative principal

that dictates

the poetic or lack thereof


and somehow the half full

and half empty dispute

inexorably caused problems

in the understanding

of the basic physics 

of the situation


and any added mess

only serves to heighten

the suspense

& drag it out

just a little bit further




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