I feel vibrations
That mimic waves
Crashing rhythmically
At a recurrent beat,
Languidly hypnotic
In its beguiling feat…
I see forms
In total freedom,
Taking human shape
Thru machinations
Of hands gigantic,
As they compose
Bodies interpose,
Crafted in the winds
Of godless times,
A chain of human lace
So light they float
Along a crested wave,
Searching for a place
To breathe of life…
Hence with rhythmic
Tossing dreamscape,
In an aberrant state
Cling to a downy link,
As I awake to sounds
Of a voice beyond the brink,
Grabs for her G-string lacy pink,
As her husband hollers slut
Hammers in a fury thus,
Upon my door held firmly shut!
A little humour,
for a friend’s errant ways!
