Extreme Dreams

A haiku series about some strange dreams I've had

A tiny bathroom

things I now cannot unsee

Sir Richard Branson

In the Grand Canyon,

angry biker camel gang

inflicts so much pain.

On a camping trip,

Mitt Romney tries to kill us,

marvels at my arms.

His turn at beer pong.

He's canoeing down the street,

holding up traffic.

Of course I wear jorts;

I am a pro snowboarder

in the Grand Canyon.

Frank Zappa, so cool,

gives me photos of his kids:

Moon Unit, Dweezil

Lunch with Mick Jagger

Orders Doc Martens, bacon

So much tequila

Party with Paul Rudd

He tries to get my number

Eating Greek yogurt

Exploding dishwasher

Ceramic shrapnel flying

Bernese Mountain Dog

Taye Diggs hunting ghosts

(Re-)killing them with switchblades

Taye's dead the whole time.

Bill Clinton driving

into oncoming traffic

He's high as a kite.