Oh Today I (four liners)

I rode my bike
to meet my friend
we ate our fill
did not pretend

My beer is empty
I want service
Please bring more
You make me nervous

not really


I asked her
to turn it up
the music's fine
the wind abrupt

I saw a cloud
was but a puff
of fluffy white
and empty stuff

I reached out
my hand to birdie
my finger to perch
I'm no Dr. Doolittle

If you're the driver
and I'm the truck
I'll slow down
I'm no fuck

Some beer spilled
onto the chair
looked like urine
pooling there

I met my friend
he is cool
he defends
He's a jewel

So bizarre
just one cloud
heat source there
not too loud

I saw a bug
drink from a pool
it was beer
the bug staggered

She walked by
and didn't look
not at my smile
nor at my nook