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Formidable flourishing fiends...

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just different

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harangue since landing
yours truly immersed
in a dream-like
fiercesome state of war,
not quite a dream
can be described
as a "hypnagogic state"
while virtually in Singapore,

 

where Katy Perry
namesake of a lion doth roar
noise amplified courtesy dissonance
while nine inch nails synthesize
scraping across chalk board
evoking discordant soundcloud
foo fighting beastie boys

comprising a quatuor.
 

Socked away within
cerebral nooks and crannies
house mailer daemons
inconveniencing yours truly
i.e. an Indus das scribe
hub bull mendicant
bullying jimmying,
jump starting, joy riding
junket at breakneck speed

disregarding dangerous signposts

 

warning reckless (heedless) highjackers
speeding stolen heavily
sedated body (mine)
slap happily, obliviously,
jauntily (devil may
care attitude) careering
across rubble strewn
bombed out stone age terrain
gunning engine like
there's no tomorrow


zipping past crumpled
suspended abridged abutment
jarring sole abducted,
bound and gagged one tramp (me)
hurling over edge of cliff

temporarily free of gravity,
(albeit an infinitesimal eye blink)
between life and death
rapidly descending in accordance
with laws of physics,


when suddenly motion stops
as if thee Earth stood still

freezing all life forms

held as if invisibly tethered,
when ghostly debut appearance
courtesy Rod Serling

rattles of his trademark narration
"...fifth dimension beyond
that which is known to man.

 

...This is the dimension of imagination."
I resort to aforementioned loose analogy
to approximate mental state of limbo,

asper...this man falling to Earth
minus parachute on par
with crash test dummy

an absent firmament

to feel securely grounded

held stock still,


when moments before plunging

pitched head over heels...

only to find this mortal,
either entering or exiting
somnambulant state
only groggily awaking
out of deep sleep

falling out of bed

singing hup bout poor lovely bones.

 

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