once upon a midnight dreary while i pondered weak and weary
over life so glad and dreary, remembered some, forgotten more.
i had nodded, spaced and gapp-ed,
forgotten many things so rapid
found my conciousness had crap-ed
all over the bathroom floor.
"what the hell was i before"
looking o'er the pile of rubble,shards of lives and tons of trouble
harsh attacks, and some less subtle
stared at me from on my floor.
on what was it i was looking,
what strange chef had this been cooking,
hope the neighbors were not looking
at the things i had to store.
"where the hell was this before?"
a smart ass alter to me muttered, then he stuttered, then he uttered
"this is how your bread was buttered,
always face down on the floor."
"surely there is some mistake miss,
how am i supposed to take this"
"many faces? then be faceless,"
said the one who spoke before.
said the one who to me stuttered once upon a time before.
so i said to she and others, "are you sisters? are there brothers?
if i were to have my druthers
a circus show i would not be"
"but you must remember missy,"
said the alter, getting pissy
"before you show yourself a sissy,
one head can't compare to three."
little did my smart ass alter know how many there would be....
"sure they can," replied this body, slowly sipping one hot toddy
"i imagine everybody
thinks on things more easily"
"easily is fine and dandy,"
spoke my lemonade and brandy?
the hallway door? the maple candy?
"imagine all that you all can be."
(convention center matre 'd?)
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