Joel Dailey

A Drug Named Charlie Sheen

for Mel Tormé

Mentally undressing the furniture I

First had to grasp the cucumber

Green in color, watery

Reminiscent of hi-grade alien porn ingested thusly

Triggering heroics (one forward somersault) obscured by self inflation

"Law or no law," proclaimed o'er Seas of Tranquility

Mindset akin to suggestion box

Waitress on waitress

Dong over schlong

Small craft advisory     up your antenna

Everyone's a robot but Joel Dailey. Contractions (don't) are very illegal. His motto: Shiver me pundits...mentally, not manually. Like "Hi! I'm Perry from Perry." Here's looking at your disabled Elvis.