Sunday, 3 January 2010

Butterfly on a Baby's Head

Earlier this morning
I felt like a troll sweating in an apartment
A tube of double action lip filler
Floating on a sea of cartoons
And casually my face was vibrating
As I came up the front steps
And I noticed that the house was eating a pizza
I felt like a butterfly on baby's head
As the cartoon pines heavy with snow
Leaned in towards me
And the sky was bright pink
As I continued the search for my face