Synesthesia

28. Make New Words

Wake up when the cell phone puffles heavy perfume.
If it is still too tiring, find another place to mend your dreams
– but only for a Mr. Rogers timeshare
because your uncle is clucking through the silky cave.
Yup. He left an egg. So throw it back through the decaying hemisphere.
Are your eyes open? If not, step into the fresh scrimple
where the spicy sand will twinkle down to your toes.
Find a towel. Spicy sand has a tendency to stick like silent noodles.
Wear something tall, like a laughstring
and on your feet, something wet like carbon monoxide.
You may get hungry. Bitter bumps should help.
Make sure to shuffle your academic swords before you leave!

Down the hall, board the yo-yo box.
One of those shrill jellyfish tries to make you late.
He feeds on you and takes your time.
But you are stronger and can free yourself
from his voluptuous breath.
But you still lost time.
The spaceship is boiling now and only you can squish the heat.
So stick on that spaceship until the lunar modules burst a fragrant green
and ignore the whispering winkles – it’s just a show!
In general, avoid eye contact until you have eyes.
You can afford to be squid ink drunk
– the kind that makes you wretch with clarity.

Pretend you’re at school,
skipping and dodging all those nuggets
who stammer around with leafy giggles.
Their hopes are like gliplings,
eyes full of amorous despair,
mumbling the scent of earthquakes.