Tuesday, March 27, 2018
Bound
When Murphy Carker couldn’t
sleep, he instituted a rule.
These rules covered personal
and moral conduct mostly, but
some were financial.
Each forgotten upon awakening,
though a residue of calm remained.
Until it didn’t. He remembered one.
Now his life is chaos! Remembers
others, some in quite surreal form.
“I’m going nuts,” he confides in
Accountant Jerry.
“No you’re not. Clarity is hard.
Nobody ever achieved it easily.
Certainly not unconsciously!”
“You’re full of shit!” he informed
him, feeling it the first step back.
Labels: clarity, conduct, conscious, dreams, financial, rules, unconscious
