itd been picking on him the last two morningwas waking himnot even waitin on him to peel an eye  wake on his own

   amiss

a plaintive note 

five letters 

           a first appropriately   m     i     s     s  swept across his wide screen 

                                                                                            repeatedly   

maybe a miss 

               a woman 

a mrs

amassing

harems an eunuchs

    a mishmash 

                      he hadnt no intentions of acting a longago rajah

what was amiss

what was the badgeringwhat the frantic obsession 

                                                      Whas goin on he asked his inner workingsmotley crew his Mariachi his shehes heshes 

                    Any ideas

their collective shrug disturbed the atmosphere a silver wave rolling up to blacksands of his dreams imaginings memories  his slate    chalkboard

If any ideas occur to you mongrels toss a dog a bone woudya

their eyes shined

                  then blinking simultaneously the lights wentout momentarily   then were restored  as close to a nod an agreement he could hope for

Fine then Thank you 

amiss crawled across his eyes one last time before fade-out according to script 

                                                                                    he wondered if hed be visited tomorrow

  

0910,  Thursday,  30  3. 23

a wild guess   Who  Champagne  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rA6ToyLNfnQ