You are coming into my room
has no door handles
but has a word
the password
and you are welcome
to all my mind
there within to see
which is not always me
but makes me think about myself
making me a better person
than I was before
well I am always hopeful
mind the step
do not walk through the paint
that pops from the blisters of my brain
colouring the flowers
the pinks and hues
and bright yellows snow
that when a burst
drips into my mind
giving me all sorts of surrealist dreams
painting all my words
and yours
well you did not have to come in
take the lift
no farting
for that is wrong on all levels
and we are going to 98.6
please no smells
squeeze your buttocks in
hold the gasses in
they are for you
and not others
if you explode
then thank you for coming in.

Have a Fab day.