Archive for September 1, 2014


A car drives up the side of a wall

And the driver smiles at me

Through teeth of sugary diamonds

While a man invites me into an

Office with no walls but still a

Door opens and I am

Running through streets of chocolate

Running, running, running

Effortlessly through the Milky Way

And the turn leads into a

Factory made of lego

Making itself

And I’m lost in a maze

Of plastic people

And run into a lift

That isn’t there

But is crashing down from above

Panic, panic, panic

Death by plastic chocolate

But a hand rescues me

And I’m in the office of the boss

Here’s the pass I need to

Wake me from this dream

And freedom

For my mind

At least