Click... On

Click... On

Slow, Slow, Slow

The light comes on

waking and looking around

getting in your first brainwork.

Need to drink some coffee, fire one up.

A few minutes go by

and you're writing something down

about crashing on some distant Moon

way out there...

Now back to some kind of reality or food,

time for some music, Coltrane or some Zeppelin?

Write till about five , and then mixed drinks,

smoke,  and dinner.

Time slips away to more of the same.

I have to watch The Sunset,

I missed The Sunrise...

Then drift away, away, away...

Be still

Click... Off :))

 

- WilliamsStrangeFest