January 4, 2024Missive

If I could I would

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If I could I would

Pull the bedclothes up

To my chin

Just to lie there

Without moving

Warm as toast

And in that moment,

When the dreaming is upon me

Imagine driving fast

On a country road

Enjoying the sensation

Knowing that it is safe

Because I can drive

As well as anybody

In complete control

Crowning a hill feeling

The lift of my tummy

Remembering how wonderful it felt

When I was a kid

On a rollercoaster ride

The smell of candy floss

Better than sugar

Lighter than air.

It was a risky situation

With the sun

So low in the sky

Blazing into my eyes

For a millisecond

Burning through my retinas

But it felt good

Breaking the rules

To make it home

And to get away with it

Driving an E-type

A convertible

With the top down

Racing green

I am Steve McQueen.

When I walk in

You are waiting

With a hug and a kiss

What bliss

There is always music

It smells of yesterday

And the day before

Until the maddening

Inevitability of wakefulness

Squeezes out the last drops

Of hopefulness

As I hold an empty tube

Of toothpaste

The life

Crushed out

Of self-recognition.