Of Humor

releasing a billowy fart in the aisle of a supermarket

cheeseburgers and wine

waking up in the bed of an actual UFC fighter

with a psalm tattooed on his right bicep

and posters on his wall

of other UFC fighters

kissing girls with a 1996 haircuts

slut-dancing to stupid music

without caring that she's not an English major

or an Artsy-type or very friendly at all

advising your ex ex girlfriend's ex boyfriend

as he weeps in a darkened stairwell

as an act of altruism

as a war-buddy

meeting the person

your friend met over the internet

and flew into Milwaukee

from the Peanut and Peach State

stealing sodas 

from Taco Bell

everyday

for a week

participating in a talent show at an art school

MC'd by a fat hipster

who told jokes about his dick 

and the holocaust 

losing at a talent show at an art school

to a fake drag-queen

who sexually assaulted four audience members

and smelled funny

consuming alcoholic beverages containing actual gold

on Tuesdays

doing actual cartwheels over actual Buicks

in the actual dead of winter

dreaming weirdly about Menorahs

while seeing her daily

in different locations

and circumstances 

as if were all made up 

by someone with a sixth sense

of humor