By: Logan Arey, creator of Winding Expressions
A soft spot is all you need
To look up and wander
About our blue atmosphere
And sway away lethargically.
Engage with the clouds —
White fluffy sheep
Jumping in the air —
Traveling gently and transforming in the sight of sleepy eyes.
A menacing dragon chasing a rabbit!
Its mouth makes contact with the tail
Before dissolving into a hazy fog.
Then suddenly a human with a rifle
Stands amongst a similar crowd;
Bearing arms the battle begins,
And the firefight commences!
Their heads are blown apart!
Legs, arms, and torsos shred
And dissipate into obscurity;
Their matter lies still in the sky.
Suddenly a sleepy cat forms.
It lies there with closed eyes
While its tail waves before turning
Into a slippery serpent.
The serpent sinks its fangs
Into the neck of a child.
The child lays down to die
Then transforms into a coffin.
The death box’s door unhinges;
A flock of fowl fly from the dust
And rise up high! They fly about!
They fly in circles before fading.
Then sensual bliss!
Round, perky, breasts
Smother the sky;
Their dainty nipples turn to stars.
The daytime has fallen
Over the horizon.
The dusk canvas
Twinkles before my eyes.
But I look at you
While my head is planted in your lap.
Your soft thighs soothe me
And a warm sensation radiates about.
Your face is the best image
I’ve seen in the sky —
Better than anything
I could ever see in life.