The Crocodile Attitude & Loves Science Fiction Poem by Margaret Alice

I need to sleep - is the crocodile creed
and woe is me when trying to sleep
And it just won’t come – feeling listless
and bored, without being able

To determine the score of metaphysical
planning – Law of Attraction succinctly
Stated by Colin Wilson: A negative attitude
attracts bad luck, while a mood of optimism

Creates things going right: The crocodile
attitude is swinging loose…

The Crocodile Loves Science Fiction

Here I am, stuck in time, caught in deep freeze;
can’t move ahead, can’t turn back, caught in the
short-circuiting of electric disruption in brain-
functioning – already calling up the spectre
of the holidays:

What to read, what to eat, what to say - to pass
the time without letting on that something is wrong?
Something that can’t be solved – the Crocodile
angry and bored, Alice looking for illustrated
story books; the Ice Princess supercilious

The Scribe finding it nigh impossible to write
in trying to be a companion of sorts – the brief
reprieve of swimming in the sea and lounging on
the beach – book in hand – then passing the time
in sitting back and vegetate

Easy for you with your glorious good health,
well-nigh impossible for me coping with inner
turmoil and a restless mind; maybe I should
reread all books on Atlantis again, the
Crocodile loves science fiction so much…