arriving home this evening
from the local pub
nothing on my mind
i had the urge to write a poem.

needing a moment
or perhaps three
to decompress after a long day
before ambling upstairs to my bedroom
to type out a few dutiful lines
and then fall to sleep
i sat down in my living room
and turned on the television.

for what ever reason
one of my roommates had been watching
the public access television station before turning it off
and the show that was airing when I turned it back on
was titled "Dance Off Pants Off".

it turns out that this broadcast featured
everyday people striping down to their underwear
and singing karaoke

it was completely absurd
and i figuratively sprinted to my computer
after watching a few segments of this show
and wrote
a hilarious poem
titled something of a sarcastic nature
which i honestly can not recall.

i heralded Pants Off
as not only a milestone in the progress of human evolution
but also as a beacon of hope
in this world.
i mean where would we be,
as a society, if we could not
get naked and sing "More Than Words"
for anyone to see on public television.
i went headlong into a long winded rant
about how much I
respected, envied, and laughed at these amateur exhibitionists

and there i was,
with my perfect joke of a poem,
when suddenly
my apartment lost power

my silly words instantly reset
along with the time on my alarm clock.

i just laughed,
i had the perfect ending!

My kingdom!
for a pencil
and lined
white
paper!