. What songs can I make today,
when my mind just sets,
staring out my eyes with a activity level.
just below inertia.
It would be like plucking the petals
from a rose just to hear it
scream, to get a cogent thought
out of my brain this afternoon.
The Madman looed at me with a
sidelong glance and a wry smile.
"So you have sludge in your pipes, eh?"
he says.
"So it would seem."
Taking my hands, he swung me around
three times
and let go.
I careened into the wall and fell flat
on my ass.
"There" he said. "You have achieved
extinction of the ego!"
I just stared at him.
"Later" he said, and ambled out the door.
From his pocket a small silver kitten
peeked out
and winked
at me.
I just laughed.
and
that
is very very
good.
TF (C) 03sept10
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