My pal Kate wrote a post about overhead drones scanning her local secluded beach. Was she suggesting that our government are watching our every move looking for signs of socialist uprisings? Are there emotionless invisible men with secret code names hiding in underground fortresses somewhere out in the desert monitoring our every move and registering any hint of anti-government sentiment? Maybe. I wouldn’t put it past them. But I think, more likely, such drones belong to giggling fourteen year old boys searching for nudists.
Anyway …
It made me feel a bit insignificant and unimportant. I can’t think of a single thing I do that anyone would want to know about … much less watch.
I’m waving to spies
Who don’t wave to me
I’m guilty as hell
But can anyone see?
They hover above
Ever so near
They’re tapping my phone
But does anyone hear?
Let me pay for my crimes
At the end of the day
Just put me in custody
Put me away
Lock me up tight
Bury the key
The community needs
Some protection from me
You have my address
I’m not hard to find
I have evil thoughts
Aren’t you reading my mind?
I’m not paying taxes
I’ve had an affair
I’m taking drugs nude
Doesn’t anyone care?
Richmond Road 
Love it!! Let’s all antagonize those drones!! They creep me out!! I’ve been told also that my government is tracking everyone via their smartphones. How delightful is it that I don’t use a cell phone?! They can’t track me at all! 😮 Great poem!!
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Yeah, sure. Let’s antagonise them. Because there is still a giggling fourteen year old residing within me.
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Amen!! Same here!! Next time I see a drone, I’ll make faces at it!! 😀
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Giggling 14 y.o over sinister invisible overlord any day haha
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well if the law enforcers don’t pick you up soon the men in the white coats will … 😎
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Either will be fine. I just need some attention.
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yes it must be difficult without all the accolades you’re used to …
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That’s exactly right! I used to get tired and (dare I say it?) slightly annoyed by the relentless streams of autograph hunters that would pursue me down the street, but this isolation thing has reminded me of what a privilege it was. The mail box crammed with fan mail and large sums of money, the people buying me drinks and gifts, the young women handing me their underwear, the phone calls from world leaders ….
Those men in white coats … have you rung them yet?
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no I’ve decided to leave you to enjoy your grandiose dreams … why shatter a poor old mans bubble!
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You just wait until my memoirs hit the bookstores. You’ll be first in line to have your copy signed.
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lol … no more likely to be the first to start the lawsuit for defamation!
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To really upset them, you have to walk out your front door WITHOUT a facemask😱
And , just curious as to why you’re naked when you take drugs?? Or maybe I don’t want to know…
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That’s a good question. It must have something to do with the sun on bare skin bringing one closer to blending into the cosmos somehow and engendering an urge for chemical enhancements to enlightenment. Needless to say I’m a lot more coherent in winter, though.
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Aha, the real you in your own words…stop that giggling 😄
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You know that I can’t
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love the last two lines…you has a gift, sir.
and yes we do care. Anyone who takes drugs naked is REALLY living life on the edge.
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Well, thank you Judy. Cheap thrills, really, but one must cherish each moment.
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Your life sounds rather beautiful. xxx
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Thank you for recognising that Eleanor.
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Ahhaha quarantine has taken a having toll on some people lol.
I love this.
I think I have just accepted the idea of being watched. Coincidentally just started reading 1984.
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I was fortunate enough to read it in about 1974 …
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Woww! So you did have something outlined in your mind when 1984 actually happened. I wasn’t even born then and what my parents told me sounds like 1944
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Oh, thanks a lot, pal. I was feeling ancient already. Now I feel even closer to death!
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I’m so sorry..that was not my intention..
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Only kidding. I’ve been old for eons. I’m getting used to it
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I think I’m getting used to it too, considering my bones and muscles. They have their own beat.
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I loved this…hillarious. The fact that we aren’t doing anything illegal, sexy or clandestine is a call to action really 😁
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