Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Ten Tiny Poems
by Brian Beatty
The Opposable Thumb
I don’t care what it says—
hitchhiking is dangerous.
* * *
Two against One
Fighting a pregnant woman
was my first mistake.
* * *
Superstition
My lucky number is four.
I mean 4.
* * *
Protest Poem
I’m so anti-fur
I throw buckets
of paint on people
I see eating
peaches and kiwis.
* * *
Good for Her
Turns out I have a
venerable disease,
not what I thought.
* * *
Elitism Explained
I’m better
than you
at something
I’m sure.
* * *
A Paranoid Place
Around town I was
known as the boy
who cried, “Sheep!”
* * *
100% Cotton Sadness
It’s always a sad day
the day you realize
the universe isn’t
really interested in
humorous T-shirt ideas.
* * *
Psychic
Somehow I knew I would
quit bleeding soon.
Maybe it was all
the blood everywhere.
* * *
Belated
I would have written sooner,
but you couldn’t read yet.
Brian Beatty works and plays in Minneapolis, Minnesota. That's not as easy as it sounds.