Silver saucer shaped spaceship dreams.




magnificent silver space suit please;
as I journey to a cosmic galaxy full of extraordinary things,

floating endlessly in a kaleidascopic machine;
the void of space is insignificant when light beams,

a field of planets to watch as the spaceship glides into an atmosphere fit for human beings;
a glimpse of a world so magical like being born again but is it a dream,

I see oceans of colours of that I have never ever seen;
pink gargantuan dolphins jumping ten feet out of a purple wavy sea,

a land of such diversity and fruit on every single tree;
green jelly tasty and strawberry creams,

animals who speak english and say good morning and thankyou and beg your pardon if you please;
all different shapes and sizes and colours it seems,

I find opals and diamonds and ruby's in magnificent tall orange and yellow rock faces as high as the eye can see;
but I have no one to share all this with and I remember and wake from my dream,

eight fifteen in the morning and the alarm that satan made rings and rings and rings;
next time I go back there I will take a girl and we can go skinny dipping with the gargantuan pink dolphins and after we can talk politics to the bright blue owl that sits in the green jelly trees.