Know What I’m Sayin’
All of the sudden
And I mean ALL of that sudden
I made up my mind.
Today
I am hanging out with friends.
Gonna have tons of fun.
Gonna do
This, that, and the other thing.
Probly gonna play
What not,
And have we,
And somethin’ or other,
Over at such n’ such a place.
Anyhow.
Lots of stuff will happen.
But that’s a
Whole nother story
For a half nother day.
Know what I’m sayin’?
- Tim Clark
Life
Get outta bed.
Go to work.
Paint a door
For some jerks.
Go back home.
Take a shower.
Share a meal.
Smell a flower.
Hang with kids.
Shoot some hoops.
Wrestle and fight.
Clean up poops.
Read a book.
Watch a show.
Kiss my kids.
Pray for snow.
Kiss my wife.
Back in bed.
Love is boring
Until you’re dead.
Then looking back
Through the strife.
There you see.
Love is Life.
- Tim Clark
Brain Power
They say we only use 10% of our brain.
So if my 10% is already dumb.
Does that mean my brain at 100%
Would be 10 times more dumber?
My head hurts.
- Tim Clark
Seventy
Sometimes I roll down my window when I’m driving downhill,
So the wind blows in my face.
And I steady the steering wheel with my legs
So my arms can be free.
And I accelerate my vehicle
As I accelerate my pumping arms
And I run 70.
- Tim Clark
Guilty Treasures
I was thinking the other day about the fact
That my wife’s favorite movies are the National Treasure movies.
And my wife’s favorite man is me.
And I wondered if this means she thinks Nicolas Cage is a lot like me?
Then I cried as I thought about it.
And then I concluded…
Yes. It most definitely means that.
And then I made a stupid face.
- Tim Clark
*drawing by unknown
Torn Out Heart
Baby, I would stare at the sun for days upon days until I went blind for you.
Isn’t that hot?
Girl, I would shave off my beard for you and make you a sweater out of it.
Even hotter.
Darlin’, I would boil my skin for you and let you eat my pork rinds.
So hot!
Honey, I just literally tore my beating heart out of my chest for you.
And I place it in your hands.
I’m on fire!
I would die for you.
And I just did, Babe.
Babe?
BABE!
- Tim Clark
White Noise
Thou art my favorite wind instrument
Even though you only play one distorted note.
I can listen to your concert for 12 hours straight.
Your cool, but never too cool.
I asked if you were going to the Kenny G concert.
You said you never heard of him.
How cool is that?
Just the right amount, I say.
You silence the creaking door and cricket
And jackhammer snores from Dad that rattle my brain.
I will not even attempt to sleep to that.
I cannot.
I cannot and shall not.
I run to you, oh Fan.
Oh sweet, sweet Fan,
I turn thee to HIGH.
I crank thee to 3.
I love your unceasing song
As your blades cut through the air
Like a knife through cheddar.
Before you can say, “Who cut the cheese?”
I’m sawing logs.
I’m catching a zillion Z’s
As I listen to the pure, unblemished, white noise
Of your wind buzzing in my ears.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ…
- Tim Clark
Perfect 100
Shaun White makes it look so easy.
But it’s not.
To be this good at something
Takes hours and days and years of
Hard Work,
Determination,
Fearlessness,
Imagination,
And a good dose of God-given talent.
When you combine those ingredients,
You can bake a crazy-cake of high-flying fun.