Ancient Evenings

my eyelids are pyramid stones too heavy to lift so i read the hieroglyphs behind my lids like a black and white silent movie my mind provides the music though i dream in color but must shush the others that rudely keep talking during the main feature (meanwhile trying to digest my movies' plot while eating hot air blown pop corn with slightly unsalted butter a dash of soy sauce and parmesan cheese topping obviously a subliminal message placed be tween every eighth REM) it seems the film is about a ka that can't find its way so is spirited away by memories that are supposed to be clues to help one find one's self so different scenes show different things that are meant to mean one thing when the pieces are put together the house lights come up as my eyes open but to find i am in darkness perhaps a tomb