Description: kind of a joke and at the same time the idea of release in the way i have presented it.
release and let out -------------------------------------------
I look above your face
at the sky above your head
and the blues contrast with the pinks
the gold I need most
I still won't find
the ugly head that left me hear
hanging just a moment away from the last time I set out for the same answer as today
if there were something to look forward to
it wouldn't be important
I would try and relieve this somewhere else
but as it is
there is just the simple desire
just the quaint little space to piss in
until I find the proper place
to let off loads
Disgusted about something? Hmm . . . I'm gonna check out the longer ones later -- the longer "poetry" -- just really busy now. From what it looks like -- you've been extremely busy. Found a new source of inspiration?
This reminds me of this one time when I was talking to a friend of mine and I was upset by something she said. So I told her I had to go and then left.
She seemed bothered by the fact that I left without saying goodbye or any real explanation.
I don't know if this piece is about something similar or not, but that is what it reminds me of.
It sounds like something happened and the speaker is/was perturbed with someone for just disappearing or leaving as evidenced in "the ugly head that left me hear (sic) / hanging just a moment away ... "
Here "if there were something to look forward to / it wouldn't be important" suggests the speaker feels that something to look forward to is in doubt and that if it weren't the thing to look forward to wouldn't actually be worthwhile to begin with. A dissatisfaction with the target of the speaker's ire/lament and also a suggestion that the speaker interacts with the target on an intermittant basis.
"but as it is / there is just the simple desire / just the quaint little space to piss in / until I find the proper place / to let off loads"
The speaker is frustrated not only with the target but also with the fact that the speaker has little recourse in the matter.
I empathize to some extent with this poem and if it is autobiographical, I hope things went well in the end. I know the situation I mentioned earlier with my friend was never fully resolved because we both didn't tell everything in the reconciliation and I had lied about why I left. Life, eh? Good luck.
As for the joke. I have no sense of humor. Everything you list as comedy I fail to find comedic.