Last chance for a clean sweep
fulfilling the prophecy
and all I ask
is to see you eye-to-eye
… and oh, that sweet, sweet smile!
Your poesy ignites with insights
Rejection pays the bills
I’m gliding on airwaves
homing in on the hereafter
never to be spoken so well as before
Ever been mistaken for your evil doppelganger?
Ever slept on a bed of nails?
Have you woven tall tales from scraps of yarn?
Can you build reality without a hammer & nail?
Do you recognize the man or woman in the mirror?
Or are you blind to things that matter?
There’s a brawl in the washroom
pandemonium in the bedroom
… summoning the court to order …
A thousand clowns & no one’s laughing
another predicament as a distraction
There’s food on our plate to ponder
tragedy to digest simmering in the kitchen
There’s no age-old proven recipe
for deliberations to follow
There’s no dignity
in the meeting hall
2 appts today – first visit to a new provider for dentistry mid-morning – then back to the ophthalmologist in the pm for the final appt before I get my final Rx & new glasses…
I’ve done all I can do for today…
Sleep Tight –
The logical choice is not always the wisest
in pursuit of an incomparable dream…