Not entirely rare

My lids are drifting now, like so many

back-back-back-back-back

Squeaking my ears-most likely a

dream

or just a recorded melody in my brain.

Ha!  Tomorrow will be early

Too so for me.

Time is fast and my

lids are drifting now.

Time is

            too so for me.

 

A giant fist

Winking within the wall

Flirting with my lantern.

A left joins and

Dances-dancing-flirting fists.

Still, beautiful as fists are,

my lids are drifting now.

9:19

 

20 February 2004