A ‘Wild’ Reaction
Your flying high in a cloudless sky.
You can see the scenery fly by.
You’re not in a plane or any such thing.
Yet, you’re flying, like you had wings.
You’re like a bird. How can this be?
You’re flying high, feeling free.
There is no fear in what you’re doing.
You’re having lots of fun. No fooling.
Is it imagination, or a vivid dream?
Maybe it is much more than it seems.
Have you thought about how to land?
You need to survive,—- if you can.
The sweat starts popping out of your head.
Then, you make a perfect landing, in your bed.
So,—- I guess it was all a dream?
Yet, it was much more than it seemed.
You can’t remember going to bed.
The whole thing is driving you out of your head.
Did you take a hallucinogenic drug?
Did you lick a Colorado river toad? Uggh.
Maybe ‘magic mushrooms’ did the trick?
Or maybe some LSD on a stick?
No, you never touch stuff like that.
The thought would make you puke in your hat.
Maybe it was that Superman movie you saw?
Or possibly that pizza you ate at the in laws?
None of this makes any sense.
Maybe it was a way to circumvent?
Avoid a nasty situation by just ‘flying off’?
Hard to be bothered when you are aloft.
You feel like Snoopy in his WW I adventures.
You should sell this. Put it in dispensers.
But, you don’t even know what it is?
Maybe, you were just reacting to her kiss?
She sends you into orbit, you know.
One kiss from her and here comes the show.
————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)