sometimes i wonder
how famous and powerful wipe their asses.
do they do it the same way i do?
they must!
long gone are the days
when they hired people to wipe their asses.
enlightenment ended that job opportunity.
do they use wet wipes?
are they special expensive wet wipes?
do they stick their finger a little bit inside
to scoop it up?
or do they just gently fly over?
if you are famous and powerful
please call me to tell me
how you wipe your ass.
my phone is +38163268906.

sometimes
i really really want to
write a poem about clouds
because poems about clouds
became some kind of a
special thing
which is weird.
i hope i have not ruined it
again.

i love my favorite towel so much
that i dry it in a special place
and i use it only for my body
and i am always careful with it.
it really is the most privileged towel
of all the towels that we have.

i like to write poems
about poems
because not many people
can do something
about that something
so it is special

i am just a single cell
in a large brain
of all the humans
who will ever exist

human species have already
evolved into ubermensch.

ubermensch live among us
and are million times smarter than we are.

but they do not care to do anything special
and we do not know about them.

on my sister’s 29th birthday
i have discovered a bug in angry birds space
i feel so special
but less special then this morning
when i found a wordpress bug

on my sister’s 29th birthday
i have discovered a bug in wordpress
which other
seventy two million
three hundred sixty eight thousand
eight hundred forty users
did not find
i feel so special