I'll Drink to That

See brain, sit brain,
right side up brain
leaves of copper brain
leaves when they show brain
brain, if there were
nights in brainless
golden
heaven,
if there are brains
in homes of heads
would I without mine
worry as I would brain
worry like I could brain
can I worry brain
even if the thoughts
are rainprints running
braintints on teevee
nights with golden heaven
stained since by brainprints
and raintints and soda
coming through the nose
in a refreshing pain that brings
back the brain to brain’s only home
right there in yer head, ya ninny!
Pop!