Rob Ayling, yer Gonzo Grande Fromage, writes:
MIDNIGHT 2 DAWN
WHEN CARS ARE ASLEEP
and only coffee addicts and insomniacs become poets
by formulating and articulating solutions and panaceas
which disappear like fog and chimeras by sunbreak
Stillness and silence.Another world.
That tiny wormhole into other realities'
which allow fantasists (like me)to ponder and pontificate
OF COURSE we can change all emotional weather patterns
OF COURSE we have the capacity to think/feel/adapt to changed circumstance
OF COURSE evolution is true,clear and accurate when it comes to the human race
Clarity is thin ice as cars arise and demand work and to be driven
Autonomous vehicles might not be so demanding
Slow and steady .No human error.Or maybe perilous tasks
might best be attained after midnight-in a sleeping world
when vigilance and creativity are doubly blessed
And we can then wake up -to lucid dreaming!