This one came to me as I laid in bed last night. Sometimes I am just lying there, trying to get on board that boat to slumberland. For one moment, an idea reaches out from that Idealand in the Sky and slaps me on the puss. If I don’t jump out of bed and write it down, it’ll be gone to the Never-never. No matter how hard I throw out the rope to my subby-conscious, it ain’t coming back.
gray shadows on the wall