TINKERED DRINKING

May 21st, 2019

Today on tinkered thinking, we have been drinking

and wandering on down with a mind that is shrinking.

As the cup fills,

we take more swills,

to ensure there is more room to pour.

But what for?

A full house has all it’s cards spoken for

so no one else need come through the door.

But what if we need space for just one more?

A story, an idea, advice filled with lore?

A crammed cranium, oozing at the ears

is bound to be riddled, clogged, and stuck up with fears.

Metaphors like draino, light poisons to shine our mental veneer,

to clear out the clogs and give our minds space to hear,

some new concept, a realization to ring true and clear.

Guzzle and swig in the name of the unknown,

to toast to old ashen ideas, now withered to bone.

Make way for the new

it comes in any hue. . .

Choose your trend,

to ride round the next bend,

Neverminding myopia,

our plans are bound for utopia!

And of all the blathering big babies you might turn an ear

Nevermind the babbling voice on the phone, in your pocket, so near.

There’s no telling what dear darlings in your mind such voice might flush clear,

So be a dear and steer clear, not a sheep, black, white, purple, but still loaded with fear.

For it’s me fair friend that preservers to dare,

with perfuse, diffuse, distributed feelings of care,

for you fellow stranger, traveler rough and rare.

I’ll sing till my tongue grows silver and sharp

waging war with a rhetorical harp,

so that when you dear friend

have a thirst to mend,

and again you wander on down to the watering hole

I’ll have waiting for you every day a full bowl

To drink with ears and eyes

from my web of words that tries

to teach you

How to tinker your drinking

so you’ll never drink without thinking

some kool-aide from a scheming spin-king.

So gather round thinkers and listen

Another episode has arisen.