Where the author smugly shares his random thought of the day
Birds fly between the windowed beams.
Sublime bangs out a beat about the reef.
Pale horse of email Death reins down on me.
Boredom makes one hyper sensitive to light and life.
All of the DJ’s surely have taken a lesson!
Fluorescent vibe is surely eating a hole in my brain.
Bradley no longer has use for the reef,
I wonder if he will share?
I need out of this penitentiary cubical
Before I lose the war with luminescence.