Ballerina With Fins
A Vision; An Island Of Cactuses - Poem by Ballerina With Fins
This is a desolate island of
where the desert Sun's rays
glitter like spangles in the violet sky.
In the hot Cactus sand;
The insolent child, swimming
through ripe dreams like a
shark through water.
In a corner, the damp rat
sits humming it's
And then the Fat woman,
her flesh melting into the soil
like hot butter.
Then the regal elephant;
pounding the ground with gallant strides
of purple silk
The sky is painted with
orange squiggles of halfhearted
The nightsky exclaims! The pantaloon
spoke. An eruption of colours;
and then I awoke.
The sly moon was hushed,
in the sky. The sun remained,
but it's fire no longer burning bright.
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