Agile currents guiled me into a dream about a girl,
in a green barret.
Then topaz waters began shimmering waves of violin
deceptions, riveting me down violet rivers
as I harnessed myself through
her hair?
Then arrows, Arrows[i]![/i] catapulted me,
a simple dreamer, into imaginary depths of desire.
What am I Cary Grant?
What is this lame limousine madness?
I am a rational, 21st century,
post-enlightenment post-humean
a little college, a little Bill Nye
the Science Guy, individual.
This shouldn't be happening.
My therapist wouldn’t be pleased.
Okay, I agree,
I didn't “really” dissolve like an Alka-Seltzer tablet in her eyes..
But, but what if I did?
I don't know how this will help resolve
my confidence issues, and you're right,
this doesn't get me any closer to resolving
my desire to sleep with my mother,
as you put it.
But you didn't see the sparkle of her smile,
it was like a chandelier exploding in her mouth;
and if you only saw her dance!
What do you mean I have a fanciful imagination?
Why can't she be real?
No I didn't do my meditation..
No, the mantra doesn't bother me.
But I don't feel like a sunflower!
[i]What about[/i] the elephant dream?
No I have not figured out [i]why[/i]
the elephants keep stomping on me.
I know they are friendly elephants.
Yes, I did offer them watermelons.
They stomped on me with the watermelons.
It was very red. But they appear so friendly.
I know… but in my dreams
they are very convincing.
Can’t I try a gun? What do you mean?
It will resolve them stomping on me!
Of course it’s better them than me!
I did. I used a hunting gun from the 18th century,
one of those really big barreled type of deals.
No. It didn't work: flowers popped out of the barrel.
The elephants laughed at me. Yes. They did.
Why are you laughing?
Well I'm no longer worried, I thought about it all week,
and I've decided to use a German Panzer.
What about Nazis!? I am fighting elephants!
Disclaimer
This entire thing channeled out of me as if a demon uttered it. Now, it could be the cocaine, it could be a real descent into madness, or more likely, it could be an unconscious regurgitation of something I’ve read in the past.
The thing is, the entire poem feels regurgitated. So I ask for your help.
Has anyone seen any of these lines anywhere? I just went through all the poetry books I own, but I was not successful in finding anything about elephants, Nazis, and/or chandeliers. I also googled . . . no results. However, I remain unconvinced.
Anyone? Please, I beg. Seriously, I’m going mad. Godamned Elephants!
