Doldrum

Nights that endlessly linger 
chilly broken hour toddies spilled
into the dewy morningstar debut
uncoffeed temple offering smolders
among the crumbs of half eaten dreams 
streams of twisted twilight auroras
gathered, present, but untouching
a static commingling hanging unbreamed
of bearded barnacles encrusting
the scoured lens unvitrifying yet
scintillating from the intrusion of
an unwelcome consciousness wincing
from a tautness of sudden sail 
no way to glissade back to the lucid
wandering world of unrequited worries
scurries of twin sheathed orbescences
nictitating from within the curtain call
of a drooping georama cracked open
and hissing with escaping angels
upon yesterday's pyre congealing
from the haze of relaxed passivity 
to a tenuous grip on today's army arabesque
the cranial crank slowly turning
the many-geared appendages into 
an acceptable shape slathered in cotton
while minted micturition tunnels
into the antechamber with every 
thirsty gulp slurped from unseen oceans
the crusty creaking soon subsides
as the bay windows are swung open abroad
and the assembled remember their name
trade small banter and pick through the
docket for any glimpse of inspiration
until an eyeapple falls into the tree
and with the vigor of a knifed switch 
begins the awakened electrification
of quaint village life where a cup 
of caffeined mollases brings a grin
and lifts the mask over the ears 
signalling it's open for business.