My Former Typical Sunday In Another Lifetime

two cookie shakes on sunday is all i can afford an old 1988 walkman blasting oldies in my ear is my la-z-boy recliner offensive and stinking....halitosis while thinking is the norm of my current existence yet i know one day i will find an escape that will reshape my life etched in permanence the bargain movie is about to start i better head on over to the theater before somebody takes my favorite spot tears never fall i never bang my head against any type of wall for i know there will be hope because i always claim it i guess i will head to the driveway of my Mother's house around 10:30 or 11:00 she is usually asleep by then as the moon tells me a bedtime story as i lay facing her in the backseat of my old ford taurus, not one tear falls however, an uncontrollable smile appears i think about those two cookie shakes....MAN WERE THEY GOOD!