10-27-14

i feel tired as insomnia has paid me many visits recently
the dreams when i sleep have been stranger than normal
some of which were slightly scarey or disturbing
i get the feeling as though they're supposed to mean something
but i usually just brush them off as the usual strange dream
still the hard punch of writers block hits me solidly
i search for the words, helplessly, not much to find
so, i see the wasps flying today, there's a sort of
comfort in knowing they're there scurrying and flying about
in and out of the crack on the neighbor's roof
and then there's the cats
the boy cat sits in the window in the dining room
watch, waiting, observing the happenings of the outside
the girl cat sits on the arm of the couch, watching me as i sit typing
she too, watches and observes
a loud helicopter flies over, shaking the windows of the house
vibrating the walls with it's annoyance of absurdity
looking out the window, i cant help but wonder if it is a nice day
the trees swaying in the breeze, sunny, perhaps warm
i will soon venture out into it as my stomach calls for nourishment
for sustenance.
soon i will be 39, too bad i cant fast forward to 40
that would be something
while i was looking at my posts and such, i see that
i have quite a good amount of drafts that i could post
but not sure about it yet so i guess that's why they're
still just drafts. i still wonder though.....
anyway, the stomach calls
i push on, i dream on, and the wasps scurry on