A pleasant enough day at work, then… oh!
The desk melted, the computer flew off
The sun a pea, the moon a petit poi
And I Antonionio Chekhov
This dream of life is real, you can’t shake off
These visions as head falls into basket
You can’t scream or squeal, you can’t even cough
Your lungs are several feet away, dammit!
What a relief! I believe I dreamed it
Yes, welcome back, reality! I’m so
Pleased to meet you again, for dreams are tough
Far better to just sit and eat and shit
To stay low so you can’t ever feel low
Except in life’s dreams that you can’t shake off
Mon 15 June 2009
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