Real Time

Nightmares in my sleep from challenges in my days. I do all I can but the beast is in my way. Mouths I cannot tame, bills that fall like rain; Marbles in my drain and kicks when I'm in pain... Still... I will pave my way, I hold nothing in I will have my say, & I play to win. Dice to my game, prayer to my sin Marathon parade; you don't know where I've been. All my battles won. All for One. This is my beginning, I'm awake now, son. Back it up or play, but my force remains Get knocked down or get out of my way. Get knocked down or get out the way. Woken from a nightmare of a red Pouro dragon and a thick tiger, I wrote this first of my 2017 poems at about 4:40AM. (I taught people to tame them both: "they're animals".)