7.6.24


woke  enthused
                 woke
anticipating what might be on the other side of his closed eyelidshed wake in his bedroomno doubt
                                                                                                          but waking to something   moresomething  different
he couldnt say

    in his eyes was a lush Renaissance banquet table inside an spectacular hall inside a mansion
                                                                                                        tickled him
he shouldnt have been there
he was alien
                 inside the room were presences he could not see
they were cool towards him for reasons they  they did not understandhe could sense their confusion inexplicable consternation   mounting curiosity
                                    whys buffeted  considered   by whynots

it wasnt until he discovered two stemmed goblets of warm semen behind a screened parcel of quiet hens  turning  presenting them to the room  that the presences let their concern fall away
                                                                                and while they couldnthe could
he carried them to a decorative niche situated above an elaborate woodworked prie-dieu safely confined them there

backing awayarms still forward hands cupped  he could yet feel their warmth in his palms
                                                                                                  extraordinaire
     
    in his eyes
                 gleefully he opened them thinking  Let the Game begin
     
earlyAM,  Reggaefriday, 7  6. 24

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