When my words meet-
the stars, They’ll melt and descend.
The rain shall bring
Rainbows upon the erratic Earth.
Fluttering butterflies shall dwell in honeycombs.
Buzzing bees shall lose their stings
And plead for promising love.
Humans shall run naked and climb trees of desperation.
Red Horses shall fly the sky and blush
When the sun and moon kiss.
The baby blue whale can scream for her mother’s porridge,
while her mother breaks boulders for the poor peasants.
The green rattle snake gets mauled by the white great grass.
The lion kings, majestic and brave get to clean blood stained dishes with smiles they inherited from their ancestors.

These are my words.
These are my worlds.

My word is absurd,
My worlds are absurd.

They are like the bubbling bubbles in one’s coffee.
They are floating cotton candy.
They are dying vultures.
They are ruthless.
They are reckless.
I bandage my stained brain
let the music ease out the pain.
I scribe words
to scratch the itch
to feel sane again…….