Sabbatical mental style

by patrick   Dec 10, 2015


Give me a break!
I am stepping outside of the planet for awhile
No drugs to hide behind
No alcohol to round logics corners
Just a sober 'save my sanity getaway'

Focus on dreams
Imagine just whatever slips in the back door of my mind
"Kubla khan" on this my sabbatical
Fire and ice, lust and love
Burning images on my forgotten intellect
Raking the coals burnt down to embers
Creating raging fires within my earth bound anchor

The 'mundane' floating on some lifeless ocean
Just got a tsunami wake up call
Excitement 'excitation' it's all screaming through my veins
Bro! I feel deep within my been
A trip without a nose full
How so you may ask?
'My mind is private property, mine to own, mine to enjoy, no mangle please"

Such things are to build in the air
This be my delight, fleeting as an alcoholic high
Beware! Beware! This a game, to test sanities dull face
Simply close your eyes, tumble backwards head over heels
To 'Alice's wonderland'

All things central to the phallus image
The centre of 'our' universe
The creator of life
The honey trap of sorrow and joy
Is this what it's all about the bee to the pollen drawn?

Instinct grinding fine
Moth to the flame, are we that shallow?
It appears to be so
Those who claim to march to a higher drum
For every fodder to feed the scandal pages
Bishop so and so, senator, governor what matter
All with their pants down, that's not news but they print it anyway

Oki seems I am back on the planet, good bye!

Patrick 2015

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