We need to have crazy moments,
so the brain,
it towers with the trees,
and travels through rifts in time.
A scenic ravine with a few
floating alien brains with tentacles.
They’re finding a peaceful way
to take over outer space.
A Bob Ross Mountain.
Oh boy!
A happy little tree!
Those squid brains look so free.
Yet they’re surprisingly reminiscent
of a burning giraffe,
or the elephant on stilts,
or the blue woman propped up
on her crutches,
dangling her offering.
She’s a far cry from
the famous melting clock.
