Cotton snowflake white <br />And two nasal collections <br />Yippee <br />No need in deciphering equivocality <br />Lovely feelings <br />Great momentum <br />Down in the lowly bizarre troughs <br />I do like to tread in the velvety sands <br />Of a false sense of well being. <br /> <br />This is my ephemeral land <br />A moment to savor the flavor of the circling sun <br />To catch a partial reflection <br />In the watery psyche <br />The breadth of young feathers <br />Shiny as a tar-dripping sickle. <br /> <br />Where are your azure hues <br />Now that I must leave this place (page) <br />I must enter some eerie room <br />Where it matters not if your eyes are green or blue <br /> <br />Foaming furious are the waves <br />Of the uncharted sea residing inside of me <br />The greatest anticipation follows your entrails <br />And quite pale. <br /> <br />Willfully wrong <br />So exhausted obscure sight <br />So lugubrious the flight <br />No tiny hostile ballet dancers on my shoulders <br />No mammoth-handed monster squeezing my heel <br />Frail laser lightening bolted nerves <br />Internal green neon ooze <br />No one knows.<br /><br />Josh Terpening<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pillowy-adrenal-glands/
