sleep.

My head is buzzing with words, I am trying my best
to ignore
I woke up with a missing toe.
Good heavens where did I go.
Last night must have been one sleepwalkers’ dream.
Where is the common pleasant feeling you have
just before you go to sleep
Looking forward to another day
Filled with old women vying for music and chairs
Big nailed, no toothed
A tall glass of warm moo juice
And you sleep
When there are no interruptions you know
You will live
And if life is hard then know that hard is good
And if you are the RockandRolla
Then go
Be the real RockandRolla.

11:39 PM | |

 

4 comments:

hari said...

ok am not commenting on what you have written out here... but just on the ending lines.. RockandRolla you say... only thing that comes to my mind is the movie by Guy Ritchie...RocknRolla... and what a movie it was!! looking forward to the sequel of it.. The Real RocknRolla...

and the ending lines said by Johnny Quid in that movie: You wanna watch out... cause I'm gonna be just like you, uncle Archie. Now... I'm gonna be a *real* RocknRolla...! :-)

January 15, 2011 at 1:15 AM  
raining words said...

Of course you are looking forward to the Real RockandRolla! :)
Those lines are my homage to that movie.
I fell in love with Johnny Quid and his kick ass accent! <3

January 16, 2011 at 6:17 AM  
hari said...

yep... the JQuid character played by him was legendary! hope to watch the sequel together then ;-)

January 16, 2011 at 10:40 AM  
raining words said...

:D
lez do it! :P

January 16, 2011 at 11:42 PM  

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