Musings

A little Benthon, at the bottom all alone It knows no dawn, never knew there is one Wondered! why was it so dark? ‘like the dead, darn!’ Silhouette at a span, it jumped to attention Bright and like a thorn, grew a tiny little line Calm, serene in motion, the thread moved towards the benthon…

I dream in the night, I dream in the light, Of her eyes like shining pearls, Of her guise like a divine mural I think of her, I breathe of her, Asking the lord, ‘why did she happen to me?’ Then I sit watching into the eternity, waiting for an answer to be Is she…

Oh am happy, my feet are all tappy, i woke up nappy, he barks like snoopy, yes, uncle Loppy, ‘would you stop being creepy’ why, your wife got snappy? so I had a doobie, is that so crabby? the rythm’s so floppy, who cares? am happy!