Mind Watching

Expertly I sit down, the recliner jumps to my command. The friends of George Washington are here they come bearing paw paw and cloud berries. I am a native morning in Appalachia, there, where all is fair, peace tailspins out as two plastic flamingos mate in a squeaky rubber pool. I tune in to watch another mind. King Kong is bouncing up and down using my brain for a trampoline. Yesterday's wine bottle is empty again I pour myself out; sip those sweet red puddles of existence. The founding fathers are protesting the inflationary cost of saltpeter, the flying fusty powder of their wigs makes King Kong sneeze. George Washington is taking a well-earned nap. The recliner rears up ready to get going somewhere - anywhere will do.