I like to play with the sound barrier
when I know Madge will scold me for being
a scruffy, unschooled wolfhound,
feasting happily on cheesecake
and not knowing any better.
They come mostly in the night, mostly,
or the whenevers whenever
my curtains fall
and the spotlight goes hotly on
in my own private
Theater.
The stage is set
with footprints without feet
and growls without mouths.
Mommy used to call them
'Daddy's doings', but I wouldn't know
Daddy from a hole in the ground
or maybe two holes; I can just imagine
his bony arms poking through,
reaching up from under-
-my bed. Madge is a warm, silent rock
next to me. I think I'll rest now
and I won't stray, next time,
quite so far
from my shelter.
Reason for writing:
All the things we try to hide from ourselves all day long come out to kick our ass when we sleep. There's no running from our dreams. Try to lay off the cheesecake before bedtime.
Birth sign: Aries
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