He has taken to lighting clouds on fire
to repay them for his inspiration
Sitting on his roof and watching birds
collide with planes.
He'd stare into Heaven and laugh
the entire night through causing
quite the ruckus.
And he'd scream at the top of his lungs
maniacal and mad.
Spitting at mountains,
challenging God to strike him dead.
God never took the challenge.
He never liked His odds.