A.G.E's Joint

The flash and bang happened together. Jack sat straight up on the sofa. Eyes darted from side to side, searching in the darkness to see where the bang had come from. Ever since she died, the least little thing woke him. He flipped out of bed and flopped down the hall. Before he passed out, the Bubble-Headed Bleach Blonde said there was a tornado watch,  pointing at the red and yellow screen. It was still a ways off in his mind and that was the last thing he remembered.  He looked at the clock. 3:45 AM. The stormy weather made it, obviously. Lights were still on, that's a plus. The trees were swaying pretty good out the window. Eye Candy was still on the tube along with her multi-colored screen, the L'Oreal # 1 faded a little more than earlier. There was no going back to sleep wondering if a branch would come down. Looking a the map, it looked like the first line of storms was past his house, but another would be along shortly.  Coffee or vodka? Why not both? It only ...

  A hammer and nail She wants me to time travel But I won't do that Going quick and dirty because I'm out of town for the next week. 

  History doesn't repeat It rhymes The professors say they understand When all they want to do Is tie the poem to a chair with a rope And torture a confession out of it And become the next Carl Jung But all they are is the next Dan Brown.