Mr Buffy Devane

Monday again? Wow. The days can be long but the weeks are short...
This non-haiku is inspired [such as it is] by a dream:


Soaking in soft psychological suds?
Get out of that warm bath; 
It's time to get hikin'. 

Get out of my head! 
Don't be singing, full-throated,
The Ballad of Chevy-Chase. Lord Northumberland Or Lord Douglas; Which old antagoniser am I? A bitterly grey afternoon Searching for singular bits of my mind On the cool, rolling Cheviot Hills. Mad Scots and Englishmen? They'll fight 'til the day's done. The tribes are familiar to me: Spoiling for a scrap They reflect my inner-combat, And the impossibility of peace. I know full well I'm not alone. And yet? I am... oh God, I am. Battered by storms and doubts I charge for the cottage; The neutrality zone. Safely inside, I deliriously bolt the door And…

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