Warm enough to keep the windows open at night and sleep comfortably, up early as light begins to break, sun shining, breeze blowing, would t’were all Saturdays be this glorious. Should have have put this in verse? I’m not worried. Thinking of more coffee and possibly toast. Don’t know anything else about this day except to enjoy it.
Grandson: Do pigs like eggs?
Grandma: I don’t know. I guess if eggs were mixed up in slop pigs wouldn’t care.
Grandson: In Angry Birds pigs like eggs.
Then the grandson rambles on about driving.
Grandma: Are you driving an egg?
Grandson: Shck…wha…! This is a racing game!
And so boundaries of reality are blurred. Then again… are they?
What was I thinking
Before the ritual began?
Move the laptop
Fix the cord
Plug it in here
Get in position
Leave the movie on for a change
But how will I think without silence
A love story though it is I’m watching
Well ok, remember, when was it?
No it was morning
The dark morning before daylight began
I came to as the wind was blowing
Whipping around the house
The windows were open
I heard it
But I wanted to sleep
As it blew in past the curtains into my face
A perfect chill
I was awake
It woke me you see
You must understand now listen to me
I didn’t want to stir
The alarm had gone off and I wanted more sleep
Just this time
But the wind stirred instead
Beginning at the end of the house and whipping around rustling leaves
It burst through my window with such icy chill
That my eyes snapped open
I sat up
Like a lover I thought, but whom?
It excited me
I changed position and sat in my chair to begin the chant
Recollect, calm, to see
Who could it be?
Who, whom, hmmm
I looked within deeply, so deeply
Blackness, peaceful darkness
Then like a feed it began to play
I was in a gym, a school gym clearly
He burst through a door
Yes, burst in wearing a ski mask
He stood behind me
Close behind fully clothed
Pay no mind that he danced closer
I felt him so hard through his jeans
I was off my feet leaning back on his lap as he stood and danced
Somehow my body was caressed every inch
Up, down, around all while he stayed, stood behind
It felt good
With a start I opened my eyes
No music did I hear
No gym did I see
Only my tiny room and the curtains blowing
Daylight about to break
Who was he?
Who is he?
My body tingled
But his face I did not see