I read these notes These lost essays Bland manuscripts of indulgent prattle I read and read til words blur Become nonsensical Strangely monotonous Then stop myself from being lulled torpid by observing form The shapely arc of stem Ligatures defying the very ink printed with Merging two letters like lovers Imagining liquid tongues making languid use of diacriticals Staccato tonal journeys as strange as the homelands I conjure within the cinema of my mind Exotic women flaunting colour and poise Men; stoic yet flexible, with eyes that smile as much as mouths do.. They move like raptors and Then suddenly it's gone! I'm back in this greyness Back in this outer world Reading and reading until words blur Lost essays Bland manuscripts Becoming nonsensical Strangely monotonous
I day dream. There! I said it! I'm the picture book person who tried to read to educate and just thinks of starlight and unicorns. Give me sci-fi any day.