Why do you think that it's Wednesday?

The stars left a pathway that no one can walk on,
the universe teeters on the edges of reason
and I want a coffee
but
it's all relative
and that's the get out of jail card.

And I watch the sunlight curl around my finger,
feel the wind on my cheek,
hear the waves falling on sand,
I sense it all,
the ocean on my tongue,
the sun in my eyes,
the wind on my skin,
I feel it like an embrace,
like it’s telling me to let go,
and just like that, I do

Fox News has been
So successful
At stitching together
The bits that suit them,
They’ve just been appointed
Official Tailor to the Emperor.
ljm