fairytale dreams
slip on those rose-tinted sunglasses
a contented sigh drawn from parted lips
as the palm trees dance,
fronds swaying in the breeze
ocean waves melt into milky chocolate
as their rhythm mellows in relaxed ears
and swan-feather clouds float
across the sky, resembling
dreams once forgotten to the night
blink once
the unnerving grip of clenched fingers
scars of skeleton fingernails on soft clay
stumbling, ground whirling like
those carnival rides we overpaid for
head denting the floor as a
heart lies gaping open
call the surgeon in,
chemicals wafting through a broken nose
each inhale is a foothold,
each exhale a hallucination
harsh beam of light flooding
virgin eyes, and the surgeon sets
a rose-tinted world before midnight pupils
soft shivers of joy (relief)
raise trembling fingers to grab
golden metallic frames and push them
up the nosebridge, behind the ears
a flock of ravens sails through cornflower skies,
obsidian coats gleaming in the midday sun
and the gleeful screams of kids
as they bike through grassfields
blink twice
bee-hive sting radiating off of a red cheek
stagger backwards, lips pursed to speak
but still, they remain soundless
unreadable eyes play a deck of emotions
rage, hatred, contempt, pride
as a smirk plays on knowing lips
snatch those rose-tinted sunglasses,
long-hollowed lungs swelling, shrinking
gasp for breath, still the fire within
expectant eyes search for a shining horizon,
but it fades to a husk
watch as the sunglasses dissolve,
countless particles drifting away
whip around, frantically
looking for the world
you once knew
now all that’s left are remnants