I am in a mood
that defies logic right now
that defies logic right now
and all that I want
to do is cascade
on a cloud covered
magic carpet
to the edge of existence
and build a cabin
out of space oak
wearing stellar fig leaves
that shine like pearls
and farm organic spinach
while singing wolf songs
to the moon
and pretend like
I never met you…
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 