Our Beast of Vacant Dreams

shook. Awake as that sound so whistled

 

on morns Air.

Upper body stretched out, then bent, tilting low

as it swooped down. Thus so,

thus noisily in deed. Indeed so eagerly, so

 

began too. To feed.

 

An unearthly squeal arose so sharp + quick.

Sprays,..

chunks of whites, reds + browns

large and small,.. dribbled out, littered so down.

Coloring the floor. So

all around. So abouts

 

Children well knew oft. Of The Beast.

On backstreets of Suburbia it

so roamed.

 

Only later would come, those endearing

childish. Taunts,

tantrums, screams, boasts.

Kept Safe for Now. Our Young behind

closed Doors.

For Now. Our least which soon becomes,

 

Our Most.

 

 

A Coat of bright splashed color.

The Beast was so carefully adorned.

 

Markings of circles and lines.

Patterns that so caught the Eyes.

Fierce grunts, puffs and those, so

great

 

and shuffling groans.

 

Slowly, carefully lumbering as it moves.

Ungainly, slow,

yet strength, power,

sensed, heard

so more than just felt. Just

 

Feeding for many hours. Growls, howls

 

 

echoing,

as if hunger it’s only care in this. That

first choice. Or oft of + least

till these. Those Rains come anyways. Down

hard.

 

Or that shriek sound

that whistled upons so. So

sirened arounds abouts. Piercing

upon Our Air.

 

For then,

as silence returns, The Beast too.

The reign of it’s Powers does so

this. That rain of noise

 

so ends.

 

Settled for the Night it seems. Again, so

All Alone.

 

On back Streets and Boulevards.

Boulevards and Streets of these. Those of

Vacant Blocks, Vacant Dreams.

 

Feeding on thus.

The Beast so turns

and so turning them. On into. There’s

one- Our New Home.

 

 

Their’s… +

Ours Dream Homes

 

as well. Well as

 

The homely Beast so

of Vacant Blocks. Vacant Dreams. Thereof that is

turning these Vacant Dreams then. To and into. That

and those. Of Our Dream Home.

 

The Images above, below,

is so and said within Our World.

Legends

 

that do so name this- The Beast.

Do so with a nomen that rings.

So down to Earth. So apt. So True.

 

So

1/2 Beast. 1/2 Man.

1/2 Man. 1/2 Machine.

Bob-Cat. Be Thy Name. In deed. Indeed

 

Bob-Cat,.. thru’ + thru’.

 

 

Till next…

 

Our World. Legends

Be One.

 

Turn so vacant thoughts.

Into those Dreams. Filled. Full

simply + so. Fully

 

Live Your Dreams. So Enjoy

Christmas Times. Placings

thus and/in Your Now. Next

in/on 29/12:

Quirky Quotes #23.