dreams like mosquito bites

dreams like mosquito bites gliding like sugar coated pills delusion covers the mist hallucinating elephants and water. in an array of questions, the mind some known, others unknown estranged in a world bereft of meaning. helpless, crying out loud the sound doesn’t reach vacuum engulfs far nothing shall be heard. utter emptiness sinks in like a sky without stars or the setting sun smiling, mocking the stage the curtains rising now. actors mute, poised equality in masks of perfection men and women don false characters, their laughter hollow, eyes dry, dull, and deceptive. a vagueness surmounts and, the drama begins

switch on....

waiting for the off button the ant crawled across the terminal slowly in no hurry to reach the destination (only it knows where)

shaking its tiny head at the absurdity. the matrix fooling us a fallen lot with no escape. hiding behind terms coined jargon and gobbledygook. a toll to be paid for foolishness of the highest order haphazard imagery. experience is boiling on the stove

the stew is ready waiting to be served hold out your dish, everyone...