V as in Vocational

The white lady prevailed
my muse and by my musing
She lies strong
While medusa swims searching the lakebed
With vacated beaver, with vacated burrow in shade

I know not where my mind wanders sometimes
Pops thinks I'm an idiot or watching fish
But I see, I live so much
While silently musing in worlds and in my world

Much as one muses with muted television...
Making up the plot.

Much as one muses with synchronised rhythm...
Bossing the rot.

Much as one muses what NY couples fight about...
if it's money or not.

It is not so much as what we make up,
Magic and Magistry are real enough!



Life is just that mean people suck, and...
the Universe is a low-band pass filter.