I puke rainbows
and walk on clouds of cotton candy.
The Cheshire Cat smiles at me from behind the curtain
and by the time I meet Tusko the elephant
he tells me the 297 milligrams were too much
and that the world has stopped spinning for him.
I cry red tears and let them run down my wrists.
You hand me another ticket to my sanctuary
and I hastily swallow it.
I see music in colours and waves
crawling up my legs, into my stomache, into my heart
warming it a little. It's always so cold.
We are holding hands on our way to the daffodil field
and when we pass the yellow lemon tree
you tell me about Birmingham by night.
When we walk by Gua the chimp she tells us
that Little Albert doesn't like rats anymore and it upsets us.
You hug me and tell me, that Timmy never once fell down a well.
Created: Nov 09, 2009Document Media