Drums & Whispers & Colors
A poem by Wolf Larsen
So thousands of space aliens invade your brains
And red jumps out of the painting and covers you with blood
And all the skyscrapers in your testicles jump out of your penis and fill the sky
While giant construction projects crash out of your brains
And now endless paintings are jumping out of your mouth
As you whisper to all the cockroaches crawling out of everybody’s ears
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen