The clock is ticking its cardiac arrest,
    minds fall into the spastic timing.
Well, my eyes are falling.
Whisper lashes on my cheeks
    not my own.
A panther's sigh on a leopard's side
Little girl step into your woman shoes.
I keep my smile above the painted ruse
    their lungs filling with icy air,
    turning my words to vapor.
Rainbow arching over my head,
    lead me to your futuristic *** of gold.
Is that feathers tickling the skin of my arms
      or is that your hair?
Make the ceiling your ocean.
Salty smells
     just sail away
Just when I think I've conquered the shadowy mockingbird in my mind,
   my heart jumpstarts at false thunder rolls.
Tongue, decide between blood and caramel.
Run, you little fears as fast as you can
  so I can bend over to pick some flowers.
Watch my dreams travel into your eyes,
    I've fallen into their velvet hole.
Spaces are filled,
    branches bending,
As my feet pound the dirt back where it belongs.