Twilight Idylls Posts

Waiting in a line
Stuck in traffic
Your mind wanders
Should be studying that license plate
The back of that guy’s head
It gets locked in
The inattention box
And there’s
No opening
Till the day
You’re desperate for
The dull parts

Carelessly drawn
You were in the imagination zone

The balloon for your complaint
Not a dash of paint

Thumbed over
Your ìnk comes off
Far from the headline

(Chorus)

Have a fit
You’re a comic strip
A bit runny for a funny
Wary of
The obituaries

Pressed against a tragedy
Crumpled for the birdcage

The apple
Fell
And rose
In the dream

Somebody honked
Ecstatically
Flying by
In an suv
Honking later
At dinner table
Mysteriously

This old granny
Clutching freshly bought vodka
To her chest
Face turning mean, dog-like
In the fog of night