Edit 1 Thoughts during a homeward crawl in Longtown

[tectak]

Tom,

What, nothing newer than 20 years to post? I think it is generally written "into".
You turned into a "fuming pyre"? Well I guess that's why your so burnt out.
I'm guessing "until I dream in to my ben" is suppose to be a double entendre and not just there to rhyme with pen? See end

"until I breathe a rhythm rare,
a funeral march, a half-step here,
a long step there."

Were you playing a fife, walking on bandaged leg and playing Yankee Doodle? Oh no, I guess no, your of the UK, are you not?Pissed on an uneven surface...feeling my steps

Well it must have been some very "high lums" if you're seeing bright anythings in "midden depths". See end

Whatever it was you consumed, I think I have also. Unfortunately it has the curious aspect of erasing it's consumption from your memory, so as to prevent a defense the next time one encounters it.

Well, here's gold in your eye!

Dale

Aha! Got you, you homophobic yank!
Burn's night you see.
"Lums" are chimneys, "bens" are bedrooms, "middens" are garbage stores....is that enough?
No, I guess not. I am warming up again...I think me and the muse are up for seperation...must get a newer model.
Keep bashin' the blues. I will sober up soon. Oh , and its "you're" not "..your so burnt out.." God, I'm tired.
Best,
tectak