Holy Moly

by craig   Aug 23, 2011


I ran because i had a dream i ran lifelessly down the surrendering gleam, wishing from a far i was caught in the perfect fit of tainted glass jar, its fibres contorted around my arms i was pushed over by a child and his innocent charms, toppled from the Brown birch forest floor down into the blue supple stream, water cascading in and toppling down, had my head crawling with stagnant water my smile like a clown, the huge fishes the size of trucks swimmering and shimmering past, eventually a friendly sole gobbled me up, i was swallowed at thankfull last. Holy Moly the beautiful Inside, the wanderlust a must as i was transported through the organs of this aquatic vertebrate i swallowed specks of dust, i laughed thinking i had died. I had the melody of a bee bop beat load and clear, a whoop shah wop Dee whoop i grabbed myself a beer, jazz floating like a new Orleans hurricane.. whistling in my ear, i could finally breath overcome with a onion tear, i hit my double bass and crawled right outa that place, no place for a melody so wondrous to hear. I jumped outa the stream by extending a weeping hand the willow lay in the echos of a bright beam.. the voice of the beast loud and deep, a baritone massage bellowed "stay safe my dear" i ran through jungles jumping over mountains deep and blue, flew to the sky exhaled and sighed. The dream was over and i felt a new, Woke up in my familiar bed looked around to realize i was mistaken... definitely wasn't in my head.

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