Tuckered and Tucked In-dodoitsu string

tuckered and tucked in with him ebb and flow of pillow head personalities have dreams we walk on the sea we see no sun, with eyes shut lily pads and no frog legs and the sky’s a blinding blue our feet toss and turn pebbles rise into the clouds a curious sight, indeed even in the darkest night distressing whale song whistle salts breeze into face we walk our separate ways sleepy fits of temperament hopeful peppermint a couple buoys apart harbor of port and starboard ahoy, matey…don’t walk plank drop splash to the deck wakey…wakey…the seas wake the blasting siren alarm no one cares less where wave crests it rests on the bed that is the crumpled bed sheet only need to straighten it a boat left in the harbor the sea’s now placid