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Well past the strokes of midnight

The end of another day's stressful fight

Teeth brushed,pampered bath,incense stick

Was certain I'd doze off quick

A moments blackout blanked my senses

Spectacles off,head on pillow,off defences

Turning on my side gazed at the PC monitor

So alive minutes ago looked like a duffer

Grey and lifeless monitor reflected

The shimmer in my brain; sleepy,tired

A gusty wind blew; curtains flew apart

Heard a strange hum sat up with a start

The PC monitor had strangely come alive

Showing a colourful view of the Milky Way

The PC monitor like a telescopic window

Eyes transfixed,unblinking,where does it go

Hours seemed to pass I moved across space

A bright blue flash; the screen turned blue

In its midst a yellow disc with fringes of green

Peered closer and I heard music serene

Was intoxicated ; drunk with the calming music

For a few minutes the 'player' allowed me to drink

My eyes again became heavy and soon closed

It's morning now and I write ; my feelings bulldozed

©bishu