Liminality.

Where Faeries breach the world,
an apple tree bent and broken
twisted and taped, fused to a peach
or pear tree amalgamized myopic and
new, at the clocks illumination, when
the afternoon is born, the sun scurries
across the sky, minds wonder between
sleep and awake, mountains telepathically
moved, forged by Hephaestus's heavenly decorum
divine and expanding, like Aphrodite's legs
beauteous and long similar to alaskan summers
with pureed moonlight chasing the tired sun. 

amended realities grow tangential wings
that fly alongside  our own, carry the weight
of the world and know your hands were one of
a zillion to caress that glorious aqua gleaming
spectrum of infinite gloss, scratching upon
infinity leaving signs of your mishaps. 
bows the back breaking below weight of
the cosmos, but burden is only a middle step
between failure and success, careen across
the ice with snow boots and discover Edens
revival, dare to walk through hells furnace and
awaiting you might be paradise.  The bold
are favored and fortune smiles intently upon
the righteous walking the line before the God's
and Devils unfortunate stare, domineering and abating
your paths are predetermined, amend your life to its
given path and squeeze the sensation out of your dreams.