California Sunshine
Posted: 11 May 2017, 03:52
It nestles in my palm, the tiny xanthic promise of the trip to come,
down, down, the water sends it on it's way,
when it hit's I am not prepared, no one ever is.
I feel suddenly closed in and see the wardrobe leering at me,
then the munchies hit but when I cook some bacon and eggs,
up from the plate I hear the tiny voice,
"Meat is red murder"!
It makes me feel quite small,
the I no more than an 'i',
seeing that, I put the clock in the refrigerator,
but it doesn't freeze time,
the floorboards disappear from beneath my spine
and as Brock sings,
"I am the Master of the Universe"!
I know it is I who float through the vast and infinite vacuum.
The thing about it is,
that the illegality -
makes it all the more fun,
adds to the thrill and the opening of my mind
and thoughts.
Now with the expansion, I am ready,
ready to approach the keyboard
and the creation begins.
-- May 19th, 2017, 9:43 am --
No replies folks?
down, down, the water sends it on it's way,
when it hit's I am not prepared, no one ever is.
I feel suddenly closed in and see the wardrobe leering at me,
then the munchies hit but when I cook some bacon and eggs,
up from the plate I hear the tiny voice,
"Meat is red murder"!
It makes me feel quite small,
the I no more than an 'i',
seeing that, I put the clock in the refrigerator,
but it doesn't freeze time,
the floorboards disappear from beneath my spine
and as Brock sings,
"I am the Master of the Universe"!
I know it is I who float through the vast and infinite vacuum.
The thing about it is,
that the illegality -
makes it all the more fun,
adds to the thrill and the opening of my mind
and thoughts.
Now with the expansion, I am ready,
ready to approach the keyboard
and the creation begins.
-- May 19th, 2017, 9:43 am --
No replies folks?