I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.
I am so hungry I could eat an elephant
Yet I have gained so much weight I could fit in a Giants Pants
I don’t know what is wrong with me, a million doctors couldn’t set me straight
My brain is wobbling like a jello, squished and squashed on a plate
Maybe I should just jump this one thousand feet fence and run three hundred miles home
And stop on the way and get an ice-cream on a cone.
I was running for a millennium, then a car flashed pass faster than light
I stopped, putted up my hands because I thought I was in a fight
The temperature was higher than the sky
I was burning like a turkey on thanks giving, I wanted to die
The cracks on my lips were broader than the Grand Canyon
Who will save me from this mental desert, is there anyone?
I saw a shade created by a two feet cactus and seeked refuge
This was an opportunity for life and I could not refuse
I hurried to the plant and made a nose dive for the shade
Then suddenly the sun shifted position spitefully and in the blink of an eye, the shade had fade.
I screamed at the top of my voice which could be heard from any place that was holy
And thumped the ground, breaking every bone in my body.
Then suddenly I saw the President appeared
But this time he was wearing a beard
I tried to stand, I slid, tried standing again and I slid
And as I gained balanced I stepped into a huge dark hole that was planet sized big
Floating and Floating, almost like laying in air forever
Then I felt a sting in my arm, it was the medicine administrator
He was giving me my usual dose of risperidone
Which took me out from that desert and back in my mental home.
© 2017 Clive Williams
Clive Williams (author) from Jamaica on September 22, 2017:
Flourish, I am glad you enjoyed.
FlourishAnyway from USA on September 22, 2017:
Your story poem puts the reader into the mixed up thoughts of the mentally ill narrator. I enjoyed it.