The Sleepwalker’s Conundrum


After sharpening sticks & polishing stones
Ascend from the deep slumber
And verge on new tribulations
Hidden in stump speeches

(all of a sudden it sneaks up on you
Throws itself over you like a heavy coat
You just want to shake off
But can’t…)

The stars are nettles
The fractals soup
The armies advance to breach the wall
If they don’t eat their munitions first

Senator Businessman, Tear down that wall!
We need to move it somewheres else
The enemy is metastasizing all around 
And I can’t find the snooze button to save my life…


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