click click click
Do something
click click click
Later
Click click click
No now
click click click
Now?
click click click
Yes now
click click click
If I don’t do something now I won’t
Click click click click click click click click click click click click click

There is a Dragon
I see him peer through the mist
There is a dragon at the bottom of my garden
I see the smoke puffing from his nostrils
There is a dragon at the bottom of my garden
I can see his tail green and glimmering snaking behind the shed
There is a dragon at the bottom of my garden
I see his shining scales of grey
Cascade across his back
There is a dragon at the bottom of my garden
I see him lying there so still
I am not sure if he would eat me
I hope he never will

No one listens.
We are all waiting our turn

Spin the bottle of conversation.

Watch for re-action.

Deciding to respond

Construct witty reply.

Or not
Miss your queue
Save your response for another conversation

I think they are blagging it better than I,
Their conversational repertoire seems encyclopedic,

If they speak much longer my response might require knowledge,
Or even some insight,
oh my!

If I built a rocket and flew it to the moon
Would that make me happy
I do not think so
If I was doing it to make myself happy then
I don’t think so
My thoughts would be
Maybe it will make me happy
Can it make me happy
Building a Rocket is HARD
Am I happy
Flying a Rocket is Terrifying
Why am I not happy yet
Here I am on the moon
not Happy
However
If I really
really
REALLY
wanted to see the moon
And I had dreamed all my life of how GLORIOUS it wold be
To fly a rocket
Then maybe
just maybe

though the spectacle of the earth
spinning in its atmosphere,
and the wonder of stars
s c a t t e r e d across the vacuum
clinging to each other
with strands of gravity,
would spark emotions impossible to speculate on
I would be thinking
‘I flew to the MOON on a ROCKET’
And would have smiles from top to toe.

Do not do things to be happy
Do them to DO them and then BE
And sometimes you will be happy.

I,
a man of words,
can find no words to express my love for you,
but I can take out the trash.

It’s funny
When you think about it
I mean when you really give it All
Of your attention
You have to laugh
I mean that bit
Yeah that bit in particular
Doesn’t it just reek of Surrealism
Or whatever
Just Imagine
I mean honestly give it some thought,
Cogitate,
Chew it over…

You see what I mean?
It is funny.

Where you are concerned all is true
And black is white
and nothings new