random navel lint

[vulture]

sleepless as a train
rolling through town
at two in the morning

I take pen to paper
ponder chronic insomnia
random navel lint

the state of the nation
or perhaps the lack there of
this never ending heat wave

the number of people
I've been able to count
on in this lifetime

attempting their level best
to put me in a place
they claim to be mine

yet, here I still am
dancing to the beat
of my own damn band

shield up leathers braced
pen shaped like a sword
in my hand making a stand

stoke this fire waken my ire
I'm an old school locomotive
I'll build up a head of steam

take off down the track
leave your bilious personalities
behind and disappear into the sunset

sleepless as a train
rolling through town
at two in the morning

I take pen to paper
ponder chronic insomnia
random navel lint

fairytale castles
built of playing cards
each one a joker or a knave

[aims]

clap clap clap!!!!!

[vulture]

Thank you, dear Aims.