luvSong3 (zorbing)
zorbing
with apparitions
downhill
little sprats
and krill
drawn to dance
water maggots
look so appealing
on liquid crystal ceilings
hooked
then killed
shedding tiny shiny skins
under the crude force
of melted toothbrush/razor shivs
all eyes on the fire movement
but
the interest didn’t compound
(so sad)
man down
bring out the baby violins
in this bubble
old words resound
memories echo
and lacerate
maybe should get a grip
maybe should put a pin in it
hellraiser head
future boy
KAPOW!
fall out naked
roll red
into a ridge
see if these old knees have any give
race back to the top
have another shot
this time
without the see-through scotch egg casing
or mask
or fear
or doubt
just the will to be in the moment
happy and loud
heaven’s own hospital patient
clawed out the crash
with an extra ink tear.