The Past Through Lamp Post Eyes

Frosted air
people with metallic
coloured hair
try to stay sober if you dare .
Slide through
the vortex blizzard
hang on to your sanity
clutch the warmth
and preclude
your own inanity .
Step into an enebriated
open gate dream
forget the iceberg
winters beam.
Regress the earth
reinvent sherlocks birth.
Travel the darkened
tiled ginnels
in the smokey air
way above
old vic's chair.
Your traveling upon
a time ship
thats moulded to the form
of an ancient
ornate , fluted , antlered
lamp post
its funny because
your a person unborn
but a ghost .
Skiing down the descent
of the alps
that are carved from cobble stone
and primitive cement.
Thatched roofs
and shire horse's hoofs .
Medieval witch hunting eyes
glaring at London
under canary coloured skies
in complete unattenuated
surprise.
The next morning
reality and the present
they come dawning.
naturally and heaven sent
you absorb another day
to dream your life away
back out on the astrol plane .