Nov 17, 2005 23:39
Lying in zebra stripes
A rash of black and white
This feeling of lethargy
If only I could fight
Pain and Pleasure tickle
If only it werent so loud
I lie here simmering and sometimes shivering
In this simple cloud
A dead weight lies over yonder
What should I do with it? I ponder
It's past my bedtime so heres my downtime
You hear me? I'm crowing loud!
Past the point of sanity
"Give me a cracker", yelling profanity...
I'm off my rocker
Just like in poker
Who knew? I'm like your granny
The end.
A poem inspired by my black and white zebra looking bed sheets....I like writing poetry when I'm tired....