just like johnny five
i feel that i’m alive
struck into being
by a bolt of lightning
constructed of metal
and feeling like a rental
and so I read
and so I feed
and so I drive
and so I thrive
but what is life
without a laser, a phaser, a taser
the sieve and the sand 
i ask myself this same question almost every morning around 7:00… which is impressive because from 7:00-8:00 I dont allow myself to ask any sort of metaphysical questions.. those are reserved for 8:00-8:02. From 7:00-8:00 I only allow simple questions which may have very little bearing on my life.
like, do I watch monday night football this week?
if i eat another grilled cheese will i vomit this morning?
but the mere fact that this falls into the simple and not metaphysical makes me think there is really something to it.
i’m glad there’s poets on here that reference short circuit.