Rainbow Field

I want to love you.

I want honeydew melon

And rainbow sprinkles

Not this black licorice

That is force-fed into everyone.

I vomit tar.

My breath reaks with your filth.

I want cotton candy clouds

And marshmellow skies.

I want a personal wonderland

With trees built of lollipops

And oceans filled with ice cream

I am ready to return to the happy

This dissapointment is begining to get old

I have wasted too much time

When nothing in my life seems to rhyme.

My apple is rotten

Worms have taken nest.

I want to go to my

Rainbow Field

My wonderful, wonderful wonderland

I want strawberry flavored poison

So i can feel safe in this (anti)wonderland.

Please will you take me to my

Rainbow Field?

 

 

Author's Note

Will you come with me?

Reviews

[Nik Dendera]

"I am ready to return to the happy This dissapointment is begining to get old"
Oh, that line is relevant in so many ways!
Great piece, interesting treatment of subject. Very much like something Billy Corgan would say!

[Tim McGovern]

The licorice/ vomit tar metaphor was great.
Lennon's estate might have a gripe or two but otherwise this is a strong well written piece.

[justjenn_2u]

Even after a million baths, we would never be able to scrub off the filth of this world. You express yourself well in this poem. I see that you don't enjoy this world too much. I really don't think we are supposed to enjoy it. After all, it is just a stepping stone filled with tests and challenges. Some we overcome, others that set a path that we either follow or don't. I always enjoy your writing!