Sunday, August 28, 2011

the jester and the night crawler 2

OK...I did it again...
my hand slipped
and I pushed publish blog
instead of save
as I was typing...

I refuse to get upset!!!
Everything matters, nothing matters very much...

So I will continue now with my story...

The jester does not like it when I scoff at him...
He wants to be taken seriously...
So he grabs one leg and then the other
and flips each one in turn
like he's throwing fish...
around the bed...

He's in control...
My legs are bouncing everywhere...
There is no place to just curl up
and fall asleep...

I'm buzzing and humming
humming and buzzing
but the familiarity of it all
is lulling me into a kind of surrealistic doze...

That's when the night crawler
slick operator that he is
makes his move...

The night crawler has taken a vow...
He wants to show me
the nooks, the crannies,
the edges and the minutes
of each and every hour
of the night...

If I happen to close my eyes
and catch a wink or two of sleep
during the tour...
He sends the joker in to flip a leg
or twist my fingers into little knots...

Though jasmine scented
the summer nights here in LA
seem to be growing warmer
and more humid daily...

September is a few days away
without a hint of autumn or a breeze
in the distance...

I'm longing for lovely cool breeze...
The kind that blows gentleman callers away...




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