after a pint of cactus laced eggnog
    i closed my eyes in time
for the creation of an in-house Christmas production
 
  Pt.1
The egg-yolk dawn finds me on a stingray shore
      inside an oyster cave 
  my sleep stolen by tumble dryer waves 
& a seashell orchestra
 
I weathered the snail-paced night
    under starless ceiling
  a deep onyx sky melting into the waves
I paced the beach
  covering every grain of scorching sand   
picturing your body blanketing over me

  Pt.2
engraved on a sandstone slab
at the crossroads of four corners
  " the sun will rise in the west
        above the sandy shores of Venice
              with the reincarnation of Adonis..."
     
buy a ticket
    pass through cemetery gates
                    & slip inside the backdoor
into the round house of flaming horrors

once your realize this is a madhouse
the holographic matrix begins falling into place
 
shake some peyote popcorn
& shake to shaman popsongs
under big brother's bulging eyes 
out of the skull of reptilian overlords

Poseidon sings his sheepish
                              seahorse song
rocking in waves against the raft of sleep
drifting across that dreamscape ocean
flickering into ash & melted wax
of a candle burning at both poles

  Pt.3
while shouting 'look diamonds.
a floor of diamonds'
as she danced on a pile of broken glass
wearing a nylon & plasticine replica Thalia mask
stitched & glued in a factory overseas
with nets hung as a moat
outside the fifth floor window

tip-toe pirouette's
followed by a blood soaked  footprint path
  she carried the paper plates
stacked with a pile of hardwood & insulation foam
before calling the piggies 'grubs up.
freshly nicked honeycomb'

  Pt.4
the sun streamed through
winter green leaves
in beams of radiant light
speaking to me as a flickering flame
enchants a giant moth

clock arms bound in slings
on this crisp December morning
with birds chirp
singing songs of longing

  coral snakes choke eagles
& worms bite their own tails
                                              eternally...

black squares & circles
paint satirical gibberish
on the nonsensical left hemisphere'd canvas

turtleneck lifejackets
hung with weight of fools gold
i'm drowning in the deep end
of a pool smothered in smoke