I imagined the moths of lust for light moving closer
They licked in unison in every direction
As the light blew up.
I imagine a portfolio of daydreams
A locus of fantasy pictured in the imagination
Paper confetti falling from the sky.
I imagine a hot banana
The thing shoots fast out of it's peels
Landing fast in a bodily orifice.
I imagine ice cream on a boat
Cheese cake in a dolls house
Domino.
I imagine street punks doing twister
They were dancing on the moon with her eyes
When worlds collide.
I imagine a smell that went around the world
Like too horrible to breath
And yet some people were blissed out.
I imagine soft grass in my pillow
Star lights on the ceiling
All the day just dreaming.
I imagine free secret agents
Sifting through a multitude of engines
Eyes always shifting from one button to the next in distress.
The point was that nothing is so cool
So cool that it should be bad.
So many feelings that can't go with each word.
So much to say
Love is in strange ways
Thing can appear
Life often will
What do you say?
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