God's Twisted TripA Chapter by WolfwindAn innocent eye sees with uncertainty A rock begins to float from the ground A crow rotates clockwise reeking of wine A cat licks the dirt from a violet dogs nose A rose bush reaches to bloom within the dirt A car shimmers and melts in the hot winter sun A child walks backward as sidewalks freeze A poet’s voice turns statues into chocolate milk
Trees waltz with giant, rusty steam trains Waterfalls spiral upward into mists of pureed catnip Pianos tip toe on fields of rainbow colored glass Their keys become staircases of blond bloodied harlots Chipmunks sing opera on plates of candied apples Cows drip whiskey from utters of concrete The moonshine projects visions of top hats As the living peal aluminum from their flesh
Ice cream and rocks are birthday treats Flowers and cards get a caring man shot Babies of love crawl inside virgin wombs A hamburger shares it’s human with a fry Paintings ponder over mans stoic faces Ice cubes sip silently shots of Mary’s blood Tornados twist the rules of a baker’s girth God looks down..... “What a trip man!” As he pops another pill, laughing hysterically.
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Added on July 19, 2012 Last Updated on July 19, 2012 AuthorWolfwindCoupeville, WAAboutSometimes poet, always an artist, creator of colorful visions, dreamer, and a seeker of things not yet known. more..Writing
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