Sleepyville. (Poem)

[ballistik]

I drift off, and dream...

of white pink fluffy clouds with the smallest tinge of disgrace
I dream of a unified and positively loving human race
I dream of something kind of scruffy in the night
Something with hair on its chest to hold me tight

I drift off, and dream...

of falling off a steep cliff, or tumbling from a skyscraper ledge
I dream of making the filthy oath and taking that dirty pledge
I dream of something kind of bumpy in the night
Something to take my breath away, something out of sight

I drift off, and dream...

of a million blinking stars and distant alien galaxies
I dream of dropping my defenses and dropping to my knees
I dream of something intelligent and handsome yet so far away
Something that will love me and listen to what I have to say.

good-night.

Bb.