23 october

thought i was asleep but the creeping-up crept until the onscreen dream faded and the belated overcame, the lame leapt up and the cup overflowed-- whoa!/ explode/ and SCENE! mean it if you have to and i laugh through toward the ending, bending over to pick up the line, to twist all the twine til my phone says it's time for another appointment another disjointment of a schedule with meddled hours cowering from freedom (believe'em if you will, the spillover alarm clocks, the pillow jocks and their bragging rights, staying up nights and keeping all days undercover - the lovers of the curtains with certain dreams behind fringed eyeshades, fading in lemonade dream scenes, teeming with beauty and also with caramel corn caravans of scandalous laungauge banging about: where are all the doubts i had when those scads of to-do items marched on by? who threw out the candy and who caught it? was it free? then why i bought it in the first place the worst way to pay out to save doubt from a wrecking ball i'm too tall for a tree and nobody asked me if i wanted to be a snake to take the cake from the pan, to copy from the scan and rap it all off stage - to earn the living wage and war it all to pieces : what you think of these diseases, what you see when you gather up the pieces and how those animals crinkle up their creases winking up to tease us as we laugh the lots away (it's the end of another day and the start of another way) (a sigh - i throw my keys in the air and the monkeys take their turn, earning frequent flyer miles as the window starts to fade)