IN A DREAM ... Far-far a w a y

Red-gold is the color of my nails.
Gold as a thousand suns,

Red as my burnt melting skin

From the suns’ ever flowing smiles.

Laying down in the cool blue grasses,

And breathing in lush scents of periwinkle bubbles.

to burst through the ever glow.

and mists the devastating planet

With beautiful rays of desecrated wishes…

Inside my ears ---

But I only hear “hoo-hoots.”

Why must the wise be deaf-mutes?

The lungs that breathe

So the ink blots my breath

And slowly gathers strength in my life stream.

stuck onto half my skinless face…

It knocks hollow creases into my heart.

- dangling feet and eating polka-dotted yellow ‘shrooms.

that the entire world is greyed in ashes,

And I’m the only one happy - surviving - in bloom.

Watering a giant glass sunflower

It seems to be a mixture

Of fairy dust and bottled luck.

The sunflower grows ten folds

In it, my home is the moon.

I discover some chocolate chips

protruding from a framed da Vinci work.

Why my hands and feet are backwards,

And I’ve got no sense of taste?

They fall out in thousands