My Head Fell Off

My head fell off today
I caught it in my hands

I plonked it on the mantelpiece
Then went to meet my pals.

Head stayed at home to listen, read, and work;
Body went to a party to drink and smoke and burp!

Body crowdsurfed to "Sweet Child of Mine"
Head reflected on the works of Sigmund Freud.

Body got tired,
Stumbling, could not find it's way home.

Head was relaxed, satisfied, free
on it's own

Then looking out the window, it saw body bumping into walls.
Head couldn't move, couldn't help.

What good is that at all?