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rest-less-ness
My mind doesn't want to rest. 1am. I need sleep. But I'm plagued by the Red Dwarf and Celtic heartaches. My mind is just plagued. A black pestilence of groaning thought yearning for a moment's rest. Sadness augments as the last drops of vino plummet down my gullet. Or is it just thoughtfulness, brainstorming... or just storms.
Whatever it is, I need some sleep. Today was the first in a while that I felt awake. Music ebbed and flowed through my veins Like a quite refrain from Straussian Waltz. I can hear the trickle of the Danube. Peace... And power... On a Mark Twanian raft Marked with distant clouds of ruminicence... Snow drifts and thunderings. A shivering man terrified of going back to peace and solitude when confronted with the prospects of a life continually tormented by fools in scarlet hats and dangly bells.
Enter Sandman! Tear me away from complacent meanderings of thought and action. Let my motions be worth the torment of restlessness.
Posted by Marc Gunn on Thursday, January 29, 2004 |
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