Shall I lose the sky

As like a ghost

Shall pass right by

That in darkest night

With a laser near my eye

I see the naked exposed sin

Then air conditioning got thin

Blue books rare enough to wear

Pages in waters flatter

While butterfly books know better

And flutter

A poem is a fresh fish

This one is

The fish eye bulging

As if a sound were rhyming

To the queens which slowly

Died on the spiral in the sky

She said there was no body

Anyway

Ask me about the purple boat

And the Giant Blue Horse

Wish me front page jokes

Paint me red with fake blood

Soon you leap onto the roof

The daisies are arriving

The Giant Blue Horse is happy

Water runs with flower pedals

Warmth is raining inside your

Heart

Be well and worth 100 worlds!