big book guy
I feel
antsy.
No.
I feel ants
under
my skin.
They come out
when I’m
sober,
and they
run over
my arms
where the veins
should be,
burying
themselves
inside of me.
I can’t
sit still,
knowing that
they’re in there,
turning me
into a
human
ant hill.
I need to
move.
No.
I need a
drink.
damn. true. i guess ill probably be there one day, but id rather not think about it right now
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Excellent poem lou. Tubularsock know aspects of what you speak and has no judgment with people’s life adventures.
But drinking Drano gets you where you are headed quicker than bottle by bottle.
That is why Tubularsock suggests the Subline lyrics for a new direction:
“I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joint at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel alright”
BUT, to each their own and happy trails.
Love your work. Very well executed and powerful!
it got better. no worries. thanks tho
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hah, ya im not a meth head tho.. might have just taken this one too far
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This reminds me.
I saw an ANT at my gym last night.
Anyway… here’s the story.
Ants can lift 6 times their own weight,
so I guess that makes them the only true super-humans.
Despite their tremendous, super-human strength,
they are rude at the gym.
They get their sweat all over the machines.
They never put their weights back on the racks.
They like to sit and text on their cell phones,
when you are clearly waiting to work in on the machine.
They also like to “hog” 2 machines by thinking that if
they leave a shirt or other article on a machine, when they
go to use another machine this somehow reserves the first
machine for them?!
When you just want one tiny sip at the drinking fountain,
they pretend not to notice you as they fill their 2 liter
water bottle.I’m pretty sure they are responsible for there
always being at least one “out of order” sign up in the bathroom
at all times and it taking a minimum of 3 days for anyone to
do anything about it.
They like to occupy the only squat rack in the facility
and then do squats with no weight on the bar! I asked one
to “spot” for me and when I dropped the weights
I never saw him again!!
Anyway, what were we talking about?
Yeah, ants.
Did you know they can lift 6 times their own weight?
fucking ants, man. no respect. thank you for this story, though, i didn’t know that they could lift 6 times their weight
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LOU RASMUS 
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