Where’d you put your head,

Sometimes I just sit around and wait for my head to fall off and my brain to roll out of my skull.

I think it happened on a Tuesday once.

I can’t be sure because I couldn’t see it.

I mean, my head was on the ground,

What do you want?

The sky sure looked pretty though

From down there,

And I thought,

If my head can fall off so quick,

Just like that,

Like it’s nothing at all,

Why can’t it just lift itself up

And fly away too?