I Ah, Ummm, Well
here i sit
out on the deck
and it's just starting to rain
got to admit the chair's a nice fit
and i've taken care of any mental pain
with relaxed classical sounds that have lit
fires of imaginative thoughts to warm the old bean
while drinking a cold dark roast coffee mixed with pepsi
sweetened to a perfection that keeps me awake while i think
about the roots of mentally perceiving something as a reality
here and now as situational fodders mill and mind mechanics link
too see oneself as outside looking into the mirrors of thought
precipiced on some spheres golden ratio reality surface of change
with respect norms of adaptation to avoid possible irrational knots
such as all this ending wrapped in one infinite loop as logic not so strange
……...got to change that radio station...…
stan sand
Copyright © Sand Blown | Year Posted 2020
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