something else

the fading elopment cracked open
an untitled renewal that hid behind the sun
wake~up… whispered the wings of grass
we are flying in wonderland
but misfortune’s tied to the bed
with dark shades
and pink ropes climb themselves
into nirvana
bar and grill
those ethereal labels peeling
like skin losing its hold
on the hand of the last orangutan
a piano replaced the earth
with a spirit that had no portrait
dragonfly
seedlings
inside the saki
bottle
are lit with the breath of primeval
appetites
so we turn
and turn
in the soup of
something else