between yellow and green
The monks Carthusian make a life elixir
The cross is steady while the world is spinning
Drunk on St. Bruno’s rapture of Mars
who fireworks the uptown world magenta-funk
the Brothers lay down on straw bedding
Hallelujah
I dye my hair cotton candy pink
and ride The Cyclone
It is fascinating with wild leaps.. Good stuff.
What a beautiful window of a poem. Perfection.
I love this!!
A wild rainbow. I want to ride again!
All hail the krazy kaleidoscope!