Status Update
I rose crestfallen from a
dream in which a preferred cast
of characters from my past
(plus me) were leaving for the
epicest concert of all time.
But I hadn’t showered and was
still in day clothes unsuitable for
the best night of our lives.
So away I flew to the bath but
it was being used by a Gila monster.
And what do you do with that?
Exactly – you wait until he’s finished
by which time my fantasy league
had already left for the show.
But not without leaving a note:
Dear John, we waited but dude
you took too long. Really sorry.
By the way, its possible there’s a
Gila monster somewhere in your
head. Its not real, cowboy.
We all have one-just lurking there. . .
This is always the best part of my social media morning – finding that you’ve left a link for a new poem. Thank you!
A hear the theme from this dream;Purple Haze by Hendrix,
with trailer,”Legend of a mind by Moody Blues
This one made me laugh out loud, John! What a good way to start the day. Thank you.
so, we really are all made up of the same stuff! … thank you for revealing your pesty little monster, maybe I won’t take so long to recognize mine next time
How do you do it cowboy? How do you keep believing? I feel i’m almost done. Really.