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!
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