Sing me to sleep, gift me a wicked nightmare,
Let them blaze guns but don’t allow me to fight scared.
Negotiate the best terms for my imminent release
And sneak crown jewels past guards holding the keys.
Vouch for my innocence in the highest of courts,
Block the gates, close the streets, sink all the ports.
But don’t ever wake me, wait ‘til I have my say.
The thrill will only last a night,
It will only linger for a day.
-JW
I saw curious things happening over and over:
Panicky disco stars bursting open the backdoor,
Laying under the covers, miserably needing a shower.
I was tongue tied but Jay kicked them on the floor.
Three women waltzed in, severed head in each hand.
Our sheets soaked in tears of virgins awaiting suicides.
Is this a movie scene? Can I at least pretend?
Suddenly, I was sinking like USS Silversides.
You don’t have to believe me when I tell you this last part
But I swam through the trench for hours, encrypting signs.
Corrupted brain exponentially filling with rage, growing smart…
I vomited numbers yet no one tried to read between the lines.
Then someone opened the blinds.
-JW
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 