Dizzy on Mars

sleep walking past the destruction of a nation
during the resurrection of Jesus Christ
wraps around your swollen eyes in laughter
while leaving you behind
only to stare back periodically

we're all
so much better
than devil laughs
moving to the top of your golden finger

watch us throw up
til you collapse
and wait to breath

our world pulls you into the bleak
and removed
deconstruction
of gilded steps and milky smooth isolation

pulling you out a field of light
into a tranquil exhale of blue smoke and glass
showing whats beyond years
crouching through smiles
and trapping yawns
to the roof of your mouth
just so you can cry
then roll over
to let the world implode
from a speechless conversation