poems 2 rock your soul by Zach Galifianakis

one time
back when i
was just another
struggling comedian
living in santa monica
squalor
i got
so unbelievably
stoned
that i wound up
sitting on the
floor wearing
nothing but
tightie-whities
convinced that
i could make
millions and millions
upon millions
of dollars
as the inventor of
chocolate salsa