Before sleep

[StonedLemur]

Before sleep the third eye starts to blink...slower and slower until it slides into bleak...ness.
Floating on the raft of dozy, things here are rosy...pocket full of posies.

Trim the shadows until it's you, and the tip tap of the siren calls you...to crash upon the rocks of bed...the softness of pillows holding you like a mothers wing.

She sings, and you listen...as if it were the answer to life itself.
The words sung glide passed your ear drums in wafts of incense smoke that calm your nerves like a drug.

Sleep tight...still like the night...now morning.

Yawning.

~SL

 

[davidlemonparty]

@Drunken Meat Fist

 

[Fatality]

Before sleep the third eye starts to blink...slower and slower until it slides into bleak...ness.

Yeah I usually have to take a piss before I go to sleep too.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Oh weary somnambulist 'twene a breeze beneath a willow
and the gentle splash of Lethe's edge, gather a mossy pillow
and let the night bird's song caress instead, the day's tumult from thy head
let the rains drip nearby, and yonder's eddy crest
but let it touch not the slumber of thy breast,
nor the vexed owl with its warbled hum,
nor the swamp toad's glrorurum berm berm gloruroum
and drift drift away to the smell of what that is,.. and peat
and lovingly caresses at thy feet

 

[rocketskates]

Is this the Bohemian Grove thread?

 

[Goon Dog]

It's easy to grin, when your ship comes in,
and you've got the stock market beat.

But the man worthwhile, is the man who can smile,
When his shorts are too tight in the seat.

 

[StonedLemur]

Yeah I usually have to take a piss before I go to sleep too.

That's not the third eye sir lol

 

[StonedLemur]

It's easy to grin, when your ship comes in,
and you've got the stock market beat.

But the man worthwhile, is the man who can smile,
When his shorts are too tight in the seat.

Caddyshack? Lol

 

[THE Red Beard]

That's not the third eye sir lol

B-hole or nah?

 

[MusterX]

Stoned Lemur sleepy.
Sirens singing, calling now.
Morning comes, yawning.

 

[StonedLemur]

B-hole or nah?

Only yours babygirl lol.

 

[StonedLemur]

Oh weary somnambulist 'twene a breeze beneath a willow
and the gentle splash of Lethe's edge, gather a mossy pillow
and let the night bird's song caress instead, the day's tumult from thy head
let the rains drip nearby, and yonder's eddy crest
but let it touch not the slumber of thy breast,
nor the vexed owl with its warbled hum,
nor the swamp toad's glrorurum berm berm gloruroum
and drift drift away to the smell of what that is,.. and peat
and lovingly caresses at thy feet

Good shit sir.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

I can't take all the credit, got back into my Baudelaire phase recently a bit and stole some tempo from Byron. It's common knowledge that Baudelaire was a banned evil-doer in his time, but did you know, that in one of the poems they had a problem with, he wrote about stabbing a woman he loved and using the wound as a #%@$##.?

 

[StonedLemur]

I can't take all the credit, got back into my Baudelaire phase recently a bit and stole some tempo from Byron. It's common knowledge that Baudelaire was a banned evil-doer in his time, but did you know, that in one of the poems they had a problem with, he wrote about stabbing a woman he loved and using the wound as a #%@$##.?

I can see why that was an issue, even back then lol.

 

[Ladder Master]

Super tired
Energy gone
The zombie closes Sherdog
and goes back to work.

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

 

[StonedLemur]

That song was cool, but I always hated that show.

 

[Jkillah]

That's not the third eye sir lol

lol

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Tom Waits, Dude

 

[Drunken Meat Fist]

Tom only let's the coolest shit touch his music. He sued the piss out of Frito Lay, but he's the theme of the Wire. He pops up in the randomest shit I love.