Diving deep under the covers to embrace sleep
Racing into a realm of magic, wonder, and amazement
Engaging in a disastrous discussion with a pompous platypus
As the house of cards you built burns because you only had two pair…
Maybe you should have not eaten that peperoni pizza before going to bed
Hoping they wouldn’t find you as you snuck into the graveyard.
It might be foolish to go there during a zombie apocalypse, but…
Days had gone by since it had started. This might be the safest place.
Except you didn’t expect there would be late risers!
So there you are, lying in the dark
Looking for sweet oblivion, but the only oblivion you’ve seen lately was on a milk cartons
Every minute seems like an hour
Every hour seems like days
Punishing your snooze button when the alarm startles you awake moments after you finally fell
May your true self always be hidden from prying eyes
As you go about your daily life
Simplifies things like emotional attachments
Keeping everyone distant and you, safe.
Reaching down deep for the beat
You feel it leap through your body
The pulses making muscles ripple and contract
How can you not dance to its command?
Maybe because your feet can’t hear the …
Maybe those dreams of grandeur are inflating your ego
Obviously weighing over a ton would be great
Under a pair of majestic antlers atop your head
Still, remember little one, there is a difference in what you are and your dreams
Even though it’s just a u and an o.
Motivation distilled into action
Obliterates sedimentary thoughts
Vitality flourishes throughout the workout
Even though the next day means you won’t want to …
You would think your body could handle it
And it might have if you had slept last night
Why else would you be sitting there with your mouth wide open
Now you get to explain it to your blind date
You always wanted to do that
Even though you were worried about what people would think
And maybe that was part of the appeal
Risqué behavior does have a certain je ne sais quoi
Nonetheless, you won’t act on your desire
Viewing the horizon, you fall to your knees
All of that sand, ripples carved by the incessant wind
So much nothingness, and you feel despair
Throwing yourself onto your back you make a sand angel in a call for help