I see cosmic typhoons and tycoons wandering under the purple moon near the edges of a blue lagoon playing their loud double bassoons  I feel like a lonely loon in a Groucho cartoon or poor Rocky Raccoon  from that Beatles’ tune  fly me to the Full Moon in your hot-air balloon release me from this war-torn cocoon I can be ready anytime soon after I’ve ...

We skate on icy rainbowsthat shimmer between puffy cloudssliding along the blades of golden rayscareful of the jagged shards. Puffs of foggy shouts crystallizeas we fall into softblankets of sky snowready to soften the blow. We play tag with shooting starsand Double Dutch withthe Constellations,our laughter rings through the Milky Way. Then along comes Nightsweeping ...