Droolenophelia
Stalling asleep
dragged from my bed
a currency exchange of wet sheet rhetoric
begins flowing through my head
this isn't
really
happening
chubby red devils
polygonal angels
Gods and Goddesses
Playwrights and charlatans
What an event
taking place
here
this can't
really
be
happening
Fog rich terraformed formations
ferment within my grasp
yet still slip through my palms
Told you
this
isn't
occurring
Sideway hill slide
I play it safe on clouds
watch the feet make their way to the mountain
Play it safe from the clouds to the water below
play it safe
Eyeball flotation
new hobby
realization
a thing of the past
This all happens before our very eyelids
I play it safe from the pillow
Copyright © Martin Graham | Year Posted 2010
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