Cabin Fever Sonnets

Its last at night, in fact its the early morn. I'm all alone just me and the loud silence of the darkness and the furnace. My baby, is somewhere, is someone I know neither, is so far away like the rest of the world. The distant morning of the train can't even be heard tonight. Its just loud silence of the darkness tonight. I want to get up out of this, the waters stillness calls to me now; can hear it running ever so fast, ever so deep, but even more still and refreshing to see and be near it. See how the night lights reflect off of its watery wavy blanket. Just to walk along side of her with him being alone together we three listening to the loud silence of the darkness tonight.

Riding on of back of Bike wind pressing against my face feeling every part of me, getting so Highly intoxicated from each breath taking mastery art work of Our Lord as we glide weightlessly and endlessly down the highway, with Seger blaring 'Roll Me Away' with each word touching the depths of me 'Like A Rock' stopping for a bit to fly our kites. I need to ride, need to get rid of this pain if only for a moment. I need some much needed sleep.

I just need to feel the sound vibration on the back of the Harley Glider ride. Intertwining each part of me within its distinctive sounds, weaken my being as we roar down the road becoming one with each other and releasing the love set against the canvas skies. Each farmhouse, tree, flower, cornfield and blades of grass and fields is perfectly placed within the most beautiful painting the world has ever seen. I need to ride, need to get rid of this pain if only for a moment. I need some much needed sleep.