a study toward sonnet #963 by FisherKingKQJ
Through with end of day hard toil, I slowly lurch
Toward our queensize, cool fleece cotton sheets,
Oblivion seek in sleep, beyond dreams search
Out my mind's image void, surrendered seats.
My slumbering morale resilience meets,
I dare not jog you from odd squirms in dreams,
From virtual worlds, your nice thrombosis cheats,
Rouse kirlian aura neutrino swarmed beams.
My eyes adjust and trap your stray hair gleams,
Catch phosphor notches on my black watch dial;
Incident loose moonlight with starlight teams,
Flowing bas relief your vaguely sheepish smile.
O, we could sleep as cicada white nymphs,
Unknown to cancers of bowels, skins or lymphs.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 nymphs
o $10,000,000 fry
o $10,000,000 grubs
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