a long sock of the imaginary

I don’t do anything, anymore
unless Simon says do that

fronting the fire with fire and sulfuric acid
I’m brimming with confidence

All I want for Christmas
is more lives than a cat

“is that a toy gun you’re holding onto
or are you just happy to see me?”

she whispered to me inside a day dream

but when is now and how long is forever?
the great R, a human annoyed
by the hindsight he cannot develop

so then again, I’m playing Chopin and chopsticks
I’m feeling all at sea

the fact of nothingness is still in tact
but a great boy is and always will be
an upright man

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Comments

  • shootback
    shootbackabout 3 years ago

    I very much enjoyed this one. Great writing!

  • cheers
    i hope the sock holds together
    and doesn’t too many holes in it;)

    – Lore and Oida (The Plume)

  • highbeam
    highbeamabout 3 years ago

    I never took up darning either. LOL Let’s hope your socks hold up too. Take care Hudson, and Happy Hanukkah.

  • TheCandle
    TheCandleabout 3 years ago

    Great poem.

    Ernie

  • glad you liked it. bless you

    – Lore and Oida (The Plume)

  • IzzyGumbo
    IzzyGumboover 2 years ago

    this is a great write, who needs socks when we have spockets ;)

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