I am grovelling in a field
sitting on a low hung cloud that got confused in it's course
of course not
it was Nephilum's Taxi
to take Snufalufagus to the taxidermist.
I set a tea party for the Hatter of Quantum Matter
while spanking flies carrying neon purple triangles of normalcy
into the bog surrounded by a naked forest
teaming with statues covered in moss.
Puff adders enter the panda's foot
tunneling through the femoral artery
like Willie Wonka overdosing
only to wake up convulsing.
Author notes
visual flashes seen after slipping, bumping head, and going into convulsions last nite.. eeirie weird residual feeling.
A contest entry
- Close your eyes and tell me what you see by Meroza.
1100 points, ended November 8, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I want to rob you for your fantasy, that sounds so much fun and this poem is lovely! I think this is one of my favorites so far, and I rarely ever say that so you should be proud ^_^
Best of luck!
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this is weird but cool at the same time, it is like an acid trip only with out the killing of my brain, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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