Friday, May 29, 2015

Catnip for Twinkletoes

Unverified factoids float through the air,
electric breadcrumbs illuminating a chimera of titillation and desire.
Voracious need and insatiable curiosity 
feed on
doppelgängers of smoke and mirrors, built
a pixel here,
a pixel there and 
breach the threshold of consciousness
while infiltrating the world mind.

see me
hear me 
watch me
touch me
know me 

But 
don't look too hard behind that curtain;
don't dig for the gristle, blood and bone.
Just come now:
gather around, chickadees --
I will tell you the BEST stories 
and all you have to do 

is sleep.