Feb 6, 2024
Wild-eyed and lost in a dream,
chasing the green paper esteem.
Once upon a scream —
the nightmare finds its gleam.
What does it all mean?
Money or passion
is missing in life’s digression.
The honey of the hustle brings life to desire,
but too much sweetness is laden with ire.
Indignant and mean —
on a quest to wipe the slate clean.
Horrified at time’s moaning tock,
there was never enough on the clock.
Can’t think of anything but the dream.
A couple of cactus and a rockin’ machine.
Let the day roast on — turning to steam.
But first, you gotta get the green.
Rest would be best —
temperance brings permanence.
Someday, you won’t detest the quest.
January 8, 2022
