For whom


There was message that came to me in my dreams -
This early mornin' hours -
Way dark and lonely in the room and outside only the occasional 
automobile - Not so much a message from god, or some ''outer limits''
to tell me the ''truth of man'' - Just a simple ''show ya how to''
So as not to keep on worryin-



''Don't look into the sun'' - tho I do anyways ,
and now left with an imprint of orange wherever I so dare to look-



The sun shines upon my face-
How beautiful - How beautiful..



Wednesday morn at my favorite restaurant watching a man get tossed out and about -
''Bloody Korean baster! Found refuge in the bread Factory ''gain''  he exclaims
With his fist raised yelling, and cursing - Place crowded and him shouting
''I will be back !'' ''I will come back!''  As for now, I finish my muffin and coffee
Joyce. Dedalus. Bloom. Mulligan. Agenbite of Inwit. Pyrrhus. Keep on reading before-
A roach on the table - My minds unstable-so is the table and chair -caught unawares -
It'll find it's way back again, if someone doesn't kill it first! war! And so on......On the move -
ONCE AGAIN WALKING through Penn station - Penn with sour soak smell-
daily smell- like ol' vinegar an' salad- Sssss...quit! can't you see i'm writing!?!?
Writing for whom, for what!?!?!?  Writing for pish for posh fau'pau 

                           (c)avabunny

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