Subconscious awakened courtesy deep sleep music

rew4er2nail

With eyes closed,

particularly after never

mine lips ne'er touching drink

I experience replete surreal visualizations

 

vividly pronounced heightened, augmented

mental journey virtual realistic brink

particularly the following link

https://www.youtube.com/

watch?v=1ZYbU82GVz4

yours truly (i.e. me)

enters sweeping dream state,

whose (ahem this modest) great human

experienced way after hundredth wink

no mean feet recherché special effects

haint no rinky dink

trick the average kindergartener could think,

quite the contrary skeptical reader!

 

Impossible mission yours truly,

could never describe for dogness sake

no,... NOT even after I make

transition back into webbed

oft times trumpeted as "fake"

wide world of consciousness

 

mere seconds eyes of mine ache...

dumbfoundedly blink awake,

yet cerebral impact analogous

exiting hypothetical dark cave

eyes painfully adjust to light

no mutter me noggin I soberly shake

Socratic dialogue - described

even today (across swaths,

where silently occur

metaphorical tectonic Earthquake)

of college/university students far and wide

with mooch hoopla and rave

communicated, viz out fancy schmancy

 

rhyme nor reason courtesy

one cereal lactose intolerant flake

courtesy within Plato's Republic

(worth rereading even

non political science majors ought

to give revered literature fair shake.

 

'Course aye haint here to lecture

but moostly strive to enlighten

hmm... methinks most likely bore

extemporaneously spewing pablum

also aiming to appeal toward

self accomplishment less or more


before tonight April 23rd, 2020

becombs tomb morrow,

with unbeknownst notion I explore

which aspiration to craft daily poem

constitutes what endeavors apt (guaranteed)

to find thee into deep sleep

cocking mine ear to hear ye snore,

no matter bajillion miles away your

respective dwelling from mine -

now (at long last), similar to the night before,


(Christmas), I hightail out - with minor confession

where Matthew Scott Harris doth

strive to become substance of legendary folklore

(hence no need to utter vamoose)

with cheery bonjour!

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 23rd, 2020 20:48
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 29
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