have dreamt of flying and falling have flew and fell have been incredibly drunk have been a drunk incredible have swam naked and sober in a neighbor’s pool while they slept oblivious 20 feet away have laughed while crying have cheered for the loser on purpose have yelled loser seriously and not have been called loser seriously and not have choked on words, hotdogs, people, places, steak, and bugs have had my life saved by candy, brakes, flashing lights, and poetry have hoped to save the life of butterflies, free-style walking, swing jumping, dive-bombing, poetry, and all those abandoned crates have lived like a lover and loved like a hater have argued till I was right, stubbornly refusing to admit my wrong only after all witnesses agreed with me have marched triumphantly have pranced ridiculously have landed on my feet, face, hands, knees, and ass have caught my sweater on hooks have been hooked on caffeine, nicotine, marijuana, alcohol, poetry, fiction, candy, shoes, great outbursts, and hallucinations have quit them all from time to time only to put them in my pockets and carry them around for later have died and been reborn have been reborn only to die once more have died laughing have stopped dead on a dime have spilled battery acid have worried about becoming a zombie have been Cleopatra have been a robber with a plastic pistol have climbed and fallen out of countless trees have fought demons with swords made out of wood have fired a handgun and hit the target on the first try have danced in plastic pants during a downpour have had my ass slapped have slapped back have gone door to door have asked for more have kissed windows, walls, fools, geniuses, cats, and dogs have caught balls have dropped them have caught colds and spread them have dreamt of disease and growing snake skin have thrown eggs, pudding, chocolate cake, yogurt, noodles, shaving cream, panties, bras, socks, up, mud, rocks, and lighters have tried to vote an ape out of office have failed have beaten 100 peers in a game of lightning have broken my arm in gym class during the swimming unit have kicked ass, soccer balls, hacky sacks, cars, balloons, parking meters, garbage cans, walls, street curbs, lamp posts, and the can have played ghost in the graveyard have been caught walking there after dark have daydreamed have surfed with jellyfish have frolicked in a fountain under the Eiffel Tower have hoped to extract glee, woe, exuberance, hope, sweat, tears, hate love, fear, death, life, vomit, saliva, and pen strokes and pen strokes and pen strokes from all of the above and vice versa.
Who Should Paint You: Alfred Gockel
All American yet funky, you inspire an artist's imagination
And while not everyone will understand your portrait, you will! What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?
