Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Have you ever dreamt you were living in Vietnam
     drowning in a sea of alcohol, ahh…happier?
And sitting in a sleazy bar (a sign reads ladies
     invited but not likely) drinking Mai Tais when this
Pulsating woman with body moving to you in
     sections walks in wearing cheap perfume and the tightest
Pants and sits next to you and says withdrawing a smoke
     from her pocketbook, “Do you have a light?”  But meaning,
Yes, whatever your lustful desire, I am here
     for your pleasure.  Take me; I’m yours because you are man.

Bummer to wake to take the dog to pee when you took
     him after coming home drunk and have a hangover.
If, as she slowly undressed exposing soft, smooth skin,
     you had more time to get comfy to watch the dream un-
Ravel, it would have been the best dream (better than the
     dream of the hitchhiker and the farmer’s daughter) in
The world of dreams and one you’ve been wanting to dream and
     haven’t dreamt because you’ve been too tense and been waiting
Hundreds of nights to dream.  Maybe, at work during lunch
     you could spend some private time sleeping on the toilet
Daydreaming the dream.  Going back to bed now you dream
     again, when suddenly, someone is yelling, “Wake up!”
Always in the best part.  You don’t mind awaking when
     you are falling from a cliff, but waking up now kills
You.  Falling back to sleep again to dream the part of
     the woman undressing, your wife hollers in your ear,
                                      “Happy Birthday!”