Waiting For the Don'T Care Package

Sink and rise float away, swim back. Mood swings its legs over a trapeze once more. There's a pill for that and this but what ails is so out of date that it forgets its name. Body awareness fowls its anchor. Mind games checked by dead-lead checkers. Go to the Casino blow it all. win some...don't care. Take the damn pill...now we all care. Wine or beer? Jack D, keep the change, Choices, who needs em? Got a railway track to run on wide-eyed and fished out of a gene pool white knuckles beached on a dark moon. Shallow is the breath of this whirring dreidel. It's a Saturday night and out of talky time, check the gun - unload it oil it. Put it away for now. Rise, subside, wave while you wipe-out, swim back to where you were.