Defending my Insanity

I’ve had conversations with the rain
Both night and day we talk
It told me how things will be

When I’m sitting naked in the rain
Nothing feels the same
The people that see me whisper
“he must be insane just sitting there
naked in the rain”

But what does anybody else know?
I ask my weather friend

I ask the rain advice
Some direction for this life
And I listen…
It answers without reply
So get dressed and go inside

I’ve had conversations with the rain

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poem by Nicolas 'Kokonutz' Kokonas
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Fermenting in Stout

I was fermenting in a vat of stout
Slurping down epic gulps of the finest aged hops I have
had the pleasure of drinking in twenty seven dog years.

When a man noticed me some hours later I was reprimanded harshly
“What are you doing? It’s not a trough you know. You’re not a pig are you? ”
I loath when people ask questions that,
don’t need answers to,
make me feel dense
“Show some sophistication would you? ”

He then vanished from view only to return minutes later with a neon green swizzle straw so that I could indulge in more of the exquisite drink
“Here, this should do”
Then he vanished again like all good magicians do.
I was happier than a man,
in a vat of beer,
drinking through
a neon green swizzle straw.

poem by Nicolas 'Kokonutz' Kokonas
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