Good morning peeps peeping
M T & O are at Disneyland
You & I are creeps creeping

The house is quiet
Do you like Portugal. The Man?
It's a "Ghost Town" in duet

"Cheer up Charlie Brown
The end is near (Yeah)"
😁 A frown upside down

"All that you wanted, but you wanted to wait
I got a feeling it's already too late"

It's all right here in the being
"Yo, alright, I'm coming"

The instructions are usually ordered by number
like counting sheeps before we can slumber

The dice came up 1 in fun
and Down the Black Hawk flew

Love me as prime number flow

The 1st prime, a coupling two
taking random chances and singular risk
in the first and second kiss

The 2nd prime, trois menage a fright
flying by in our Kobe final flight
makes it all come undone

The 3rd prime, a pentagon trace on floor
protects but leaves My love an open door

Lie or lye?
steal or stye
in the right eye

A mortal coil
on Kombat soil

Finish him
or hit the gym

I'm lost
in our galactic thrift
saving cheap coins
exchanged for hot *****

I'm found
in our sector drift
sold thru wooden skewers
over white hot embers

To suffer fools--
patient.
To see you--
truly.
To be--
freely
confined
watched--
from supermax panopticon.
patient.

We put together these TO DO list, but life rushes by and the
list gets longer and longer and we
feel worse and worse because we
can't
keep
up.

But we've always known this, oder?
Haven't we lived with the motto
that whatever is unnecessary
will
fall
away.

And it did, didn't it?

You fell away.
Our "career" in science is falling away.
Our chances of a life as husband
as father
is
falling
away.

And what is left? Just a clean blade, waiting?
How many clean blades are waiting?
An army of clean blades waiting?
Waiting
for
want?

Because you asked for it I
conjured up magic I
made us our breakfast

Because you asked if this was something I
wanted-- weekend mornings with you
eating at home, feeling family, you
longing like we all hope for, to find the other me
to cook for, to work with side by side thru lunch
to nimble snatches late into the warm night

Because you asked for it I
unweaved our tapestry I
unbounded the Sympathy
drained the alar and cut the threads
that interlaced us to an imagined future

Because you asked for it I
move to be there but you
were already here
hurt, breaking the fast
splintering our finality
with another man's hammer.

Because you asked for it we
lived the long years together
until the children left
and stale taste returned
and the golden years wished
for are spent in separate beds

Because you asked for it our
habituated movements at the Calvinistic
start have transmogrified to a Calvin
& Hobbes' relativism

An alchemy changing holy union
to mundane diaelectrics separating our
storming forces within a
spotless sunshine

You asked for it my mind
to be emptied but still it
blindly seeks us

I live like a vampire s*cking life energy from snapshots;
to stay young, to feed on, to live on-- if not forever
at least until it matters.

Living in Twilight as an ancient being amongst beautiful people.

I don't wish I knew you when I was young.

I did; I was but today suffer my mood with me.