Late night messages to machines as
Considerations in no way cease
Funny or tragic are constant cognitions
Of opportunity and vulnerabilities (un)known
As custodian of the surreptitious
Recipient of thought architecture revealed
Veneer to be stripped and discarded
Plans can be foiled
Skinny-dipping:
A brisk swim in the evening
Drinks tropical and romantic
Thoughts returning to - da capo - again
Rested Relaxed Good
Realization of what really matters
"Make yourself happy" the voices say
But this is our only life to fuck up
Work overrated unless that is passion
Tired of caring about it - so there!
But when eyes close [sigh] we see it anew
And it beats typing while drunk
