the bright light of the tv bleaches my eyes of any thought i ever conceived; A laugh track plays, as i slowly pull my chest to my knees. my phone is screaming and yelling but i just leave it be. I fuse to the couch and let darkness crawl over and cover me
until the roar of a laugh track sings me quietly to sleep
I could stay in bed all day and be happy. I could wear pajamas all day and be happy. I could watch tv all day and be happy. I could ignore people all day and be happy. I could cry all day and be happy. I could do nothing all day and be happy.
While you are asleep upstairs my little loves and the big one too, should I watch Thomas, Jane Austen or Arthurian witches? Chased by unconscious thoughts, the screen beckons to expel the blue. While you are asleep upstairs my little loves and the big one too, Netflix proposes in the stillness of the night and I miss you, bubblewrapped under my ribs I hold our evening's joys and riches while you are asleep upstairs, my little loves and the big one too, should I watch Thomas, Jane Austen or Arthurian witches?
Triolet ABaAabAB, on waking up at night and switching on the TV for it to propose Thomas the tank, which was the last thing the children had watched.
What we watch read and listen to especially before bed plays havoc in our minds Also Feeds our heart .
My husband is an example of this.reading crime stories before bed apparently to wake up with heart palpitations for no reason.but he often reads disturbing crime stories I guess if we put cabbage in it also has to come back out .
This body's not eternal and this mind just might be along with it soul just might decay with the brain Sparks of life become ash and fertilize the lake and sands where my last wish will flow by who knows who will be the last of my loved ones You're my purest afterlife hope
I sit here in uncomfortable indecision feeling every itch and twitch, T.V. off trying to listen to the cellular hum to reach peace of mind give in to the fractals and functions and blaze when it gets too bad
It's the present we forget I'm always in-between doing this or that waiting for inspiration waiting for the stars to align when my shuttle works fine