The pelican flies south
and the shoreline of now
crystallizes into sandy landscapes.
We pass over a dandy lion
trapped in sand, it roars.
The pelican rises high in it's updraught
out of reach from the coastline's glare,
it espies glass mountains of buttercups
and takes me there: i like butter.
The big mouthed bird fucks off
"Are you awake you lazy bastard?"
I smell bacon and eggs.
and the shoreline of now
crystallizes into sandy landscapes.
We pass over a dandy lion
trapped in sand, it roars.
The pelican rises high in it's updraught
out of reach from the coastline's glare,
it espies glass mountains of buttercups
and takes me there: i like butter.
The big mouthed bird fucks off
"Are you awake you lazy bastard?"
I smell bacon and eggs.