blue carpet like a calm sea
reflecting the moonlight back at me
stars in my eyes
sailing the world’s oceans solo
and that’s alright you see
fan twirling overhead slowly in time
to the music playing softly in the den
on an old Emerson stereo, 8 track player no longer works
that’s seen me through many a day and night
the day just going down slow creeping toward an end
getz up now, desmond on deck
brown drink with ice smooth as silk
gave up worrying and caring much if any at all
sleep late every day, never liked mornings
seen it all, don’t want to see no more
in a river of leather, ottoman ahoy!
long past supper but it doesn’t matter
lost my appetite
lost my desire to put up a fight
be the leaf on the lazy river drifting along
might be the heart one day or maybe the liver
just pick me up and throw me in a river
