Another night wired on caffeine
I know I have to face the clock in the morning
Why do I do this to myself?
Because I know I won’t be able to sleep for a while anyway
Not much point in trying
My ego is having a much too interesting conversation
With itself
Discussing the scattered thoughts within my mind
Tossing them around and making the place an even bigger mess
It’s okay
The sandman and his buddy Carl will have it all spic & span by morning
But for right now
I lie in bed and think
(Wow, me, thinking?
Perish forbid!)
I think about circumstances
I’m not a victim of them
Mine are pretty good right now
Got a roof over my head
A bed to sleep in
And food in my belly
And yet
I’m still hungry
Satisfaction is out of my reach
And I ain’t talking that Snickers kind of satisfaction
I want something beyond real
Something not sold in stores, let alone seen on TV
I want something that’ll make me think
Something to really blow my mind
Something earthbound and yet out of this world
Some thing
Or is it someone?
Ah, yes
Someone to give me more when I’ve cleared the plate that is my mind
Someone to give it to me
A woman
A P.Y.T
Pretty Young Thing
Someone who is that and more
Possessing a mind like no other
A sharp wit
An undying love and respect for her own self
Someone to cure the hunger
The blazing inferno
Yes
Gwen Stacy all the way
But I will allow no harm to come to this woman
No goblins will take her away
No monsters in the night
I will crush them
All of them
For she will be mine
And vice versa
Together
We’ll be unstoppable
We’ll shake the foundations of the earth
Letting nothing and nobody stand in our way
Invincible to all the manure the world flings at us
Watching it fall to the ground at our feet and laughing
We’ll do things no one ever dreamed of
Her and I
We’ll live it up and do it all
That is,
As soon as she springs forth from my dreams
And lands beside me
It’ll happen
The fire will be quenched and I won’t have to starve
Even if I do lose a little sleep now and then
I will be fed
--Oct. 2000
