it's late, i'm all alone, what does that mean?
it means people are in bed
can't be called
and i'm here
at the computer
and you
are
somewhere else
at least slightly later,
in the world of so called time
which does march along
or
so it
seems
day into night
night into day
gad
it's so boring to say
and so
relentless
and fun too
i guess
dreams
and that sinking
and the weirdness of
waking up
and then the game
to
wake inside of the ongoing
dream
of
"everyday" life
something like
that
what do you
think?
feel?
sense?
perceive?
intuit?
good for you.
Labels: and so on, life and love, so called time, the way of all days, the way of all nights, what to call the uncallable
