Ah yes!
The bananas on the banana tree explode
like fire works up on their branches
and they blow out bright colours!
The colour of Yes is an exceptionally bright colour indeed!
The apples and oranges walk down the road!
Their rolling is walking and they walk far in form!
The leaves fall from the trees they are tiny hands
waving as they fall to the ground…were upon they sit
and flap about fiddle with themselves and eventually disappear
In Art galleries the paint pours from the painting
onto the ground and the people walk over the paint
and it sticks to the sole of the shoe
and the shoe paints its smileprint over
the ground and no body is concerned
because that’s just they way these people are
slack breezy walking about with large
glasses of orange juice chinking with large
ice cubes…no one complains…the sun
lasts for days and the nights cool with breeze
keep them content…
cars hover trees sing
and everybody has a body
which does wonderful things
and ocassionally
if you stop to listen
you will hear
nothing which
is perfect…
the sound
of peace
and innocence
until a banana explodes
and the birds adorn bolwer hats
and immitate clouds
as the children run the government
as the naive are employed in humour
and lighthearted debate
as everything vain and shallow
lingers and dives and forget itself
as such perfection lives on and on
until it becomes a kind of hell
and eventually Peter Pan is assasinated
and everyone soon dies
Let Disneyland Melt!
