Not A Dream

The day ended with not a soul in sight. It was dark. Very dark. I was alone. The normal melody of the world around me was silent. No movement at all. No crickets in the background to acknowledge the silence. The air became mute. I tried to think about light and all its essence, but I had no memory. I tried to search for any remnants of life around me, but there was none. I was alone on this night. I wondered if I yelled, would that cause an effect. I contemplated what skills I had to create life. I conjured a spliff of an idea to determine where I was. Than like a ghost in the darkness it was gone. I moved my fingers to my eyelids to ensure they were indeed open. They were. I began to speak as if to deny my stubbornness that this was just a dream. "Hello?" I hear no echo. All I hear is dark silence. There is no adjective to describe the sense of what was around me. How do you describe "nothing?" I start to walk. My calves ache excruciatingly. My toes feel as if they are non existent. I feel my feet though. My mind knows there are toes. But they are just not there. My abdomen cracks with each step as if to tell me I am not strong. I disagree. I have no sense of direction. I follow my instinct and I just walk. I am not afraid. I challenge the darkness. I challenge the pain. I challenge the unknow. I walk. Alone. Than a thought. My guitar. I remember my desire to play in tune the Beatles "I'm a Loser." A beautiful melody that I cannot hear, but that I remember and my ears twinkle at that moment. They are telling me, "we are here with you and we will not let you down." I feel the lyrics in my bones:

What have I done to deserve such a fate?

I realize I have left it too late

And so it's true, pride comes before a fall

I'm telling you so you won't lose all

I'm a loser

And I lost someone who's near to me

I'm a loser

And I'm not what I appear to be

I begin to feel indifferent to this world. It's not the darkness. It's not the feeling of lost. It's not even the pain. It is just indifference. I do not question it. I walk alone in the darkness. But I am not alone. I'm just not.



Stand up Monologue

First timer here. I thought this would be like my first time having sex. Let me draw this thing out for you. Lets muppet baby this shit. Prom nite. Limo. Zoot suit. Hotel room. Right. Ok. Motel 6. My bad. Feeling good. Tipsy. Little Ginuwine. You know it, "if your horny, lets do it, ride it, my pony." You feel that shit. Than its wet and I put it in and its slimy and then BAM BAM BLOODY FREAKIN MASSACRE. It was like Carrie, but like Harrie. And the poor little girl flipped the fuck out and went THRILLER on my ass.
Ok. I gotta tell this story. I never smoke weed. Never ever smoke weed. Ever. So Im smoking weed at this party right. And Im introduced to a drinking game called Asshole. Anybody play that shit? What asshole created asshole? Fuck him. Fuck that guy. Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, and drink and drink some fucking more. Fuck him man.

Thats my time. IM OUT LIKE I GOT GOUT.

If She Had A Daddy (A musical ode)

A baby went missing in the darkness
A baby went missing in the darkness

She doesn't even know what her name is
She cried and she cried and she cried and she cried
She hadn't even eaten during the day
She was sleepy and didn't have her blanky
For the nite had come and she was alone

A baby went missing in the darkness
A baby went missing in the darkness

She slept on top of some tree leaves
She shivered like a dog out in the cold
She cried and she cried and she cried and she cried
She awoke to some noises in the distance
She missed her mommy so much
For the nite had come and she was alone

A daddy went searching for his baby
He knew he never should have left her with her
He cried and he cried and he cried and he cried
He'll die before he gives up on his baby
He'll search till he can't search any longer
For the nite had come and she was alone

A baby went missing in the darkness
A baby went missing in the darkness

He heard his baby's cries in the distance
He ran and he ran and he ran and he ran
His heart hurt so much
He cried and he cried and he cried and he cried
And his heart finally stopped
She cried and she cried and she cried and she cried
For the nite had come and she was alone



Postscript:
Please note this song was written as a metaphor and no babies were affected at all.
Thank you.