Night of Illusions

Doing well in Florida,
Sunny and Cloudy,
Gorgeous and Dreary,
Filled with Palm trees and Concrete,
Young and Old,
Fast and Slow,
High and Low.

On the eve of Love,
At the edge of Fame,
Finding Hope and Sanity,
Craziness and Violence,
Beauty and Pain,
Reality and Delusion,
Heat and Chilling Torture.

In the Dead of the Night,
Half Naked
And filled with Sleep,
I bang at my keyboard
To record this night of Illusions,
This Drama of unparalleled Divinity,
This Comedy of Errors.