Chocolate milk:
What a wonderful way
To indulge.
My eyes bulge,
And the world
Spins
Like a dancer
With no axis.
Their own
Rhythm
Keeps them moving.
Like a top with no
Stop.
I find the milk to be refreshing.
But enough about me.
Let's
Dance in the rain.
Our world is like an umbrella,
And we must let the rain drops fall around us.
But sometimes
The world does not open in time,
And we are left with drenched
Hair,
But not a drenched mind.
Our kind
Converges on change
But diverges on the way to get
There.
We beat our drums.
We sing our songs
Of prosperity.
But all I see
Is mediocrity.
We are not mundane
Or normal.
We are inevitably
Us.
Show me who we are.
We are not
Going anywhere.
Except,
Everywhere.
No bar can hold
Us.
Except maybe that chocolate we
Ate that stopped us with that
Wonderful tummy ache.
It was so wonderful because the world
Still kept going,
But our stomach felt like it
Could not.
Truly outrageous,
But I guess now we know.
And that is extraordinarily
Advantageous.