23 May 2016

Poem-A-Day #84 : Button Mashing

Button Mashing

Run fast - until your feet become wheels of fire
     until you turn into a video game hedgehog

               Collect those fucking rings asshole

put them on your wrists - bangle - the sound would be a monk ringing a bell
     his two-toed slippers taking half steps taking calm to the Nth

               Around him everything else speeds to blur

Which one is the one that resonates on the mountain of your heart
      and the popping of it - how many woodland creatures pour out of that piƱata

               Oh confetti raining the street in midi wind chime tones
               pile until you form the face of god