copious amounts
just overflowed and spilled from my brain.
The dreams exploded in a frenzy,
with dancing cats and talking rocks,
trips to Hogwarts and U of A.
They swirled around, almost like a
toilet
pulling me down. I reached
searching for air, for sense.
I found a dollar on the street corner.
And I gave it to a monkey
who promptly ate it
and flew over Mexico.
Dejected, I bit into a fried clock
and shunned
everything else.
And the peas, carrots,
onions, tomatoes,
eggplants, rosemary
and spinach
cried
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