I dream of starry nights
along magic streams
bursting with flavor

embedded with jewels around the grass
plucking money off of the humongous trees
while eating the cotton candy clouds

colors swirling
as though to drip off the canvas
or to burst into flames of panic

the marshmallow fluff glazes the town
flake by flake
as if we had shaken the snow globe

but it all just melts away
this foggy place
of wonder and demise

so again, all I can do is stare
into the night sky........