Dazed and Confused,
words of the day
back when Led Zeppelin
ruled, my world
was seen through a
Purple Haze.
I'd gaze in the mirror
to check my eyes
for telltale signs:
too much red against
white and blue.
A mirror and Visine,
my secret weapons, saved
my glutes from being
busted by the fuzz.
*Disclaimer: Now, folks, I don't smoke the wacky tabacky any more. It has been many, many years since I sat toking with Bill Clinton, me inhaling--him not (?). But, when you have a history you have a history...no ifs, ands or roaches. Now-a-days, I just use my memories for background and color.
What I've written qualifies my post for Theme Thursday AND Flash Fiction Friday 55. Go check out the other entries, that's right...go on. Thanks for visiting the Wonderland and have a great weekend.
Friday Flash Fiction 55: tell a story in EXACTLY 55 words. Go see g-man on Friday to give it a try or read more.
words of the day
back when Led Zeppelin
ruled, my world
was seen through a
Purple Haze.
I'd gaze in the mirror
to check my eyes
for telltale signs:
too much red against
white and blue.
A mirror and Visine,
my secret weapons, saved
my glutes from being
busted by the fuzz.
*Disclaimer: Now, folks, I don't smoke the wacky tabacky any more. It has been many, many years since I sat toking with Bill Clinton, me inhaling--him not (?). But, when you have a history you have a history...no ifs, ands or roaches. Now-a-days, I just use my memories for background and color.
What I've written qualifies my post for Theme Thursday AND Flash Fiction Friday 55. Go check out the other entries, that's right...go on. Thanks for visiting the Wonderland and have a great weekend.
Friday Flash Fiction 55: tell a story in EXACTLY 55 words. Go see g-man on Friday to give it a try or read more.
Theme Thursday: Mirror-create a post that includes "mirror" in any way.
