hoping to see a glimpse of the queen since
the king died in his sleep the day before,
the pope's guard sent condolences but
the rest of the world waited for time to
catch up with them... passions fuel the
minds as we travel back and forth from
one dimension to the next wondering when
if ever we will return to our original one...
concerned citizens raise money for the
queen who escaped her captors without
clothes, requesting cash instead of debt;
maple vege sausages are on the grill to be
eaten on toasted English Muffins despite
the queen's absence as meals on time was
one of her pet peeves... we sit in a corner
cushion of the mind, relaxing as we wait
for the next trolley... a bell sounds in our
heads quite unexpectedly and upon awakening
realize that we must have been dreaming.
4 June 2022
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