Funny story. One night...
As I lay my head to rest
Upon my pillow's downy breast
And there begin to decompress
My thoughts, ideas and interests
Wayward musings now addressed
At my own sanity's behest
Twas time for me to face the night alone.
Inhibitions I once gripped
Steely eyed and sour lipped
Now sweetly through my fingers slipped
And down into the lightless crypt
Of my own vapid psyche dripped
Till all at once the threads were snipped
My tapestry of dreams was ripped
I snapped awake to the sound of my phone
To my nightstand now I flew
With robes and hair and brain askew
For to see if this to-do
Were caused by someone that I knew
But my mind, as thick as stew
Had yet to fully re-accrue
When fate delivered me a clue
That what I now saw was untrue
My phone completely vanished from my palm
Reeling back in shocked surprise
As right before my dumbstruck eyes
My phone began to shrink in size
Then altogether vaporize
Then clarity broke the foggy skies
Of my attempts to theorize
And finally I realized....
I had hallucinated getting a text message, and found myself standing in the middle of the floor, staring at my own hand.
And so concludes my silly psalm.