Friday, January 28, 2011

parades, lemonade
tired ponies laughing
little rhino toothaches, harpoon leggings and tangled cobweb legs.
We jumped headfirst into the frog pond and ate lilacs caught vicious between our teeth,
cantaloupe butter smoothed our lips and pillow juice drooled out of our mouths like true love.
Caviar dancing drizzled our tummies with fresh mockery.
Sleep forever darling child, don't awaken from this tale of tinkery your face won't fit like a jenga puzzle and your eyes will bake with teary coral.

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