Enigmatic music plays in my head,
setting the scene for what is to come,
my cryptic grin seems out of place,
but my mind is three scenes ahead.

Rarely does reality follow my oracular thoughts,
perplexinglingly  though, I am rarely surprised
as to the actual outcomes of the scenarios.
I am entertained, but rarely a victim of my own mind.

Ambiguous questions, resulting in vagaries,
an answer is usually never close,
just more questions, basically rhetorical,
all good ideas with no way to execute.

Lost in the miasma of the everyday,
details distract, like a squirrel on a dogs trail,
or the sight of a beautiful girl, walking the aisle at Wal-Mart,
hey, it happens.

Running a hamster wheel with purpose and destination,
yet never getting to any of the planned actions,
such is life, or so they say.
Roll the dice and read the card, Good Luck.