Canto CXXXVII

You ever have those movements when you’ve been
stuck in a daydream while out on a stroll?
Or when you ignore what your wife is saying,

stuck in the “yes dear” loop as she extols
the virtues and the vices of her workmates,
while you’re like Arnie in Total Recall—

quick on the draw and razor sharp of wit,
dispatching bad guys, seducing the ladies
and never running out of bullets.

Why can’t the pharmaceutical scientists
concoct some magic pill that helps us to
get through out dullest daily practices,

smile for the boss, get through the long commute,
make smalltalk with your shallow co-workers,
fill out spreadsheets on stone age computers,

while in your mind you’re seeking buried treasure,
playing chess with Einstein, chasing each
variety of stupid, fleeting pleasure,

only waking when your car gets to the beach,
so you can take a swim, enjoy a drink
as the sun escapes the wide horizon’s reach

before you take another thousand winks.

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Benjamin
    Jan 14, 2012 @ 20:33:07

    I like the tone of this poem.

    Reply

  2. peter litton
    Jan 15, 2012 @ 14:20:03

    I have these moments of reverie quite often, whilst working for The Royal Mail. I tend to think about food and sex mostly.

    I like this stanza.
    “while in your mind you’re seeking buried treasure,
    playing chess with Einstein, chasing each
    variety of stupid, fleeting pleasure, “

    Reply

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