Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
It didn't cast a shadow
no matter how deeply dreamt
fuzzy round the edges
light source of diffusion
found serenity in the center
twixt parted pink curtains
clutched within silken walls
slippery from delusion
became my epitaph
after the last plunge
now I don't cast a shadow
the gift of silence
switching off outrage machine
not keeping score of
politicians and pundits
lighting their farts in public
As the sun comes up,
Temperatures go down
Fueling the ice water
Coursing through my veins
Even the heat of the moment
Won't warm my cold heart
Heavy curtains over windows
May be able to keep the cold out
But at the same time let no light in
To my little world of give and take
Not sure about this passion stuff
Seems the plaything of the martyr
Running from too tough to too rough
I'll stick with good old fashion fervor
Even that may be a bit off the cuff
Perhaps I'll just have a pint of ardor
Then retire when I've had enough
We met in a dream.
Seems the pleasure was all mine
Where are my manners?
Now that we are both awake
Back to our scheduled nightmare
There was an awkward shuffling
As the punch cards hit the floor
Reel to reel
Punch tapes
Cassette tapes
Rocking grooves of all sizes
Disks both floppy and hard
Cards
SSDs
A.I. drooled, guffawed, and snorted
“I’ll take this mess and get it sorted”
It’s ravenous maw gobbled ’em up
Three wise guys showed up
With former partner moaning
Rattling life chains
Fugetaboutit was first
Repast from the distant past
Then arrived Liveit
Or Livewithit in a blink
As an instant wink
Hovering in the doorway
Was you know who arriving
Imminent glory
Dontworryaboutit now
Pay for it later
Wide open to interpret
Past Present Future
Frizzle Frazzle Frumph
I think I've had just enough
Slicked back battle fur
Missing whiskers. Outcast stoop.
Back to the shadows again
once in a dream 🐸 of a rainforest where 🐸 people were pouring water
over my back 🐸 stretched out on a cruel rack 🐸 the water dripped to the ground
a frog would sprout 🐸 with each drop on the earth 🐸 combo platter night before
TV viewing 🐸 Wheel of Time Lost in Space 🤖 danger Moiraine Damodred
Once I had a guide
Lead me through perilous lands
Ill advised choices
Never there. Then went poof
Deserted and despondent
left brain talks to right
makes up stories to guide it
follows bad advice
from a wise and trusted guide
that was never there at all
Alternate timelines
Theory used to guide thousands
Thick plot twists feeding
Episodic syfy shows
Ad nauseam operas
She became my guide
To places and sensations
Once only dreamt of
A Scroll Threw Life 