Blue tongue runs over blue teeth

Pendulum

Yellow iris swing left to right

Above a grin curled

Hidden behind a sheath

Chin like dagger

Pointed forward and proud

Garden flower

Bloom from the jagged ears

Of the blue tongued creature.

Poppies

and Orchids

EXPLODE

Wide in pupils

Petals folding over

Over tendons

Over

Over muscles

Two on the shoulders

And one for the heart

Turning silver

Clear

Cloud is their hair

Embraces their face and body

Resting on their aching cold

Hand

Hand of bee stings

GREEN WALLS press

Press

Press

Against them

Pressing

and Pressing

Laughter

From the blue tongued creature.

Giddy with delight

Warm aroma

Of tropics and blue skies

Pina Colada in my hand

Bluer than the blue tongued creature.

Touches the unconscious mind

The last sight to see

Before the

BLACKOUT!

Sudden eyes blink

BLACKOUT!
As the other shut

The conscience mind grows

And the poppies

and orchids

DIE.

Pink tongue runs over white teeth

A wonder it is

That the pink-tongue creature

Doesn’t remember the press of the green walls.