"City of Jokes"
A man goes to a psychiatrist sporting
a huge gash in his forehead, says I bit myself.
How did you do that?
asks the psychiatrist.
It was easy, says the man, I stood on a stool.
[LAUGHTER]
Afterwards, I pulled out of the parking garage,
and the day was overcast, streets icy.
I drove up the hill and took a right.
I drove by the drive-in coffee place, and the brown house
with the shutters, and took a left, and then I was home.
I turned on the radio at this point.
A girl with a cane made her way down the sidewalk.
She was a stranger, and she was my daughter.