by virtue of place and time
i have in-the-flesh witnessed
controlled demolitions, before,
disguised as something else
by virtue of place and time
temporarily lost my hearing
and many night's sleep to the explosions -
covered my distant neighborhood in dust
nightmares are one of three things:
the ill works of men, the ill works of fear,
or the work of a mind trying to understand -
sometimes the first and the last overlap
by virtue of place and time
and by virtue of place and time
i've become experienced
and by virtue of place and time
i'm here, dear fellow observers,
standing before it, again,
i know what i'm looking at
this is a controlled demolition
I Took A Walk
Did me good today, slept 7p to 12a, I seldom remember dreams. Controlled demolition - hense the need to grow it back, recharge, reset! Wish me lyck - heading fir general motirs headquarters's - Hart Plaza tomorrow - if I can walk. The River Walk in Detroit at 62 degrees outside, may reach the Dequitndre Cut, but that is too ambitious maybe. 72 yr old bones will send me home to rest first. Resetting.
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~A~
:D
Likewise, I seldom recall
Likewise, I seldom recall dreams. Unless they are nightmares. They seem, too often, to provoke the memory gears to start grinding away.
Seems that your sails have found their latest wind. Nice to celebrate a good day 'out at sea' by pulling the sail down, floating on the calm, laying on the deck and sleeping under the evening stars for a few hours, in a manner of speak. Yes, an out of order rest is often a sign of the best day. Inner peace and satisfaction, I think it is ; ) May it have you nice and fresh for tomorrow : )