Last night I dreamt I went to mixed.insect.offer
It wasn't burning, thank goodness.
It was a bit more crowded than I expected from Daphne Du Maurier
But, then it wasn't plank.modules.elsewhere.
Cornwall can be cold this time of year.
Soon the Researchers will gather
I hope they'll have a good time.
They might take a side trip to slam.pilots.castle for more knowledge
Or shovels.sorry.hidden, to pay their respects.
At fence.gross.bats, Her Majesty may not notice
That the Hitchhikers have invaded her kingdom.
They come in peace.
No need for panicked calls to
Soup.softly.jets. They're only armed with snark and information.
Tonight I'll pray for my friend at frost.highs.flow
That he'll still have water, and electricity to keep sending emails
And for the little ones in immigrate.visited.practical
And the very practical couple who take care of them in the heart of Africa.
And then I'll go to sleep and dream.
Maybe I'll go to flank.item.styled and dream of music and mountains.
Wherever I go
I'll take the words.
This poem was made with the help of the what3words map.