Consciousness talking,
To itself inside matter,
We are all waking.
On the Subject of Dioramas
My dioramas are small theaters, showing individual scenes that, when placed end to end, accumulate into the story of my life.
Snoring all the while,
My dog shows me how to sleep,
She thinks I am nuts!
Get it? Nuts??? A diorama in a walnut shell that I found in the alley behind my house while walking the aforementioned dog.
When I cannot sleep,
I pretend that I am on
A Trip to the Moon.
Inspired by Georges Méliès.
This is a reworking of #3.
Words make things better,
Reliving my day again,
I should have said that.
Dreamless Fantasy,
All women have size 12 feet,
And I steal their shoes.
And under the black light:
