
here,
a feather falls faster than a brick
feast and famine are interchangeable
and pens
are all the same colour
what colour they are,
is up to you
here,
frogs can leap by halves and halves
forever
and never fall off the log
what colour the frogs are
is up to you
sometimes,
the dragon’s tale is sharp
and cuts the skin
sometimes
it billows around you like smoke
and you wonder
where the fire is
what colour the dragon is
is up to the dragon
here,
elastic bands are stiff and brittle
and shatter when you pull them
while the dead branch on the ground
pulls and stretches like taffy
sprouting limbs, roots, whole trees
a forest of caramel
all the apples pre-dipped
here, skies are green, grass purple
a magic marker heaven
drawn on thick bristol board
what colour the paper is
is anyone’s guess
-T.H.