Tuesday, January 8, 2008

To Matthew, A Haiku

Hey everybody. Yo, Jerome, let's slow this thing down for a bit. Aaaaright. There we go. Junebug, ease up off that bass a lil'. Mmmm. Nice. We gonna get serious here for a bit people, slow it down a lil', and talk about my Uncle Matty D. He got a visit from ol' Mr. Inflamed Appendix and had to get that bad boy out. Thank you. Thank you. You're a good crowd. But he's doin' alright, kickin' back in the hospital bed, takin' it easy. Thanks. Ya know, this brings me back about six months to my own emergence into this world, and my first encounter with a hospital, and all that funky stuff. So, before we get on outta here, I wanna throw this one out to my Unc. Keep ya head up, and reach for the stars!

Appendix is gone.
What good was it anyway?
Better off without.


1 comment:

Jane said...

You're a poet, D-Money.