Parades of Possibilities
Never saw this coming
Even now that this is my life
I still find it hard to not try to stay asleep
Because it is so sweet, I must be dreaming
Sure, there is some drama, but it will pass
And, yes, some challenges are coming
But the good times are so fraking good
That I can’t be bothered to care or worry
My days are filled with the nearly forgotten
Rush of respect, intellect, and interest
My nights with much missed and needed
Powerful lustful amazing passionate Magic
I am intoxicated with the possibilities.
7 Comments:
What a surreal parade (the big walking cat who wasn't waving..more marching..) yes, the strangest things open up possibilities..hope there is a little parade everyday..Jae
The torpid artist seeks inspiration at any cost, by virtue or by vice, by friend or by fiend, by prayer or by wine. You Rock.
bravo for you rex. so wonderful to
have a life you feel is a dream.
Sounds wonderful. I'm happy for you. :-)
to be intoxicated would be good...and not of the alcoholic kind ;) xx
pssttt
I hope all get to share a bit of the waking dream shapes!
Rock on!
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