19.1.07

an old man turned 98. he won the lottery and died the next day....
it's a black fly, in your chardonnay...
it's a death row pardon, 2 minutes too late..
now isn't it ironic, don't you think?...
a traffic jam, when you're already late..
a no smoking sign on your cigarette break..
it's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife....

irony, irony.. the use of words to convey a meaning that is the opposite of its literal meaning.. the mockery of something or someone..

my wine glass spills over, empty my goblet of hope..
damp are my eyes, my expensive shirt and the pink seeps into the cotton..
everything has passed, passed half the people out..
but not me, nor the baby behind..
stop screaming.. STOP SCREAMING..
in a turbulence now.. marshmallow fields on the outside..
it won't save me today, well, it can't comfort me today..

listen to that song while in the midst of flight... foreshadowing.. foreshadowing.. to show or indicate beforehand..

if i was different what would i see?
if i looked into the mirror, would it still be me?
when i've tried to say its clear,
all the noises that's going in thru my ear?
i will stand out stout.. i will see what's all this about
it's not like i've never been here before.......
i'm all by myself and it's not as quiet as i'd like it to be up here.
and there's no one else to see how i've tried, and to feel the way i feel.

a soliloquy.. the act of talking while or as if alone.... total disregard or oblivious to those present around him...

the song i sing, the play i act.....

BOOYA!