Tornado tired
mucus membrane tossed and turned.
Flipping  flapjacks, batter spattered.
-2 parts bucked wheat, 1 part acid rain water, one avian life unit.
Presiding over a non occurrence
playing past menu to tunes composed for sitcoms, NPR, and any occasion but now.
More moments that the Ficto-Quizzical can fill,
or be resurrected trying.
Welcome a tossed rock, or, obscenity hurdled,
solar flair, magnetic pole shift, cosmic vandals scrawling Quagczarian queries.
Anything to make this now, real.