Wired

By: Charles Giuliano - Apr 12, 2022

 

Wired

Bride of Frankenstein
It’s Alive
I screeched
Screed into the
Dead air of night
Frenzied desperation
That oxymoron
Sleep test
Yeah right
Good luck with that
Wired head to foot
All hooked up
Beddie bye
Nested with angels
Little wings
All a flutter
Perchance to dream
Not bloody likely
Then yet
You bet
Just like that
Dropping into slumber
Shades of Chinatown
As it turns out
Shabby dingy store
Scary man with
Glutenous horns
His twin brother
Proprietors of
Shop of horrors
Purchased elixir
To get rid of moths
Exotic currency
Ersatz scrip
Wanted won ton
Such was not to be
Rather snakes and eels
Slithering about
Dove deeper
Masked in morpheus
Writhed till dawn
Rigor mortis
Rose at first light
Ending the fright
At my age
Staying Alive
More than just a
Bee Gees song