"I want to be a seagull so I can poop on your head"

Today, my world is about the moon and milk. I don't know why, but that is the image I see.

Fly me to the moon
and let me land among the skies
of heaven's past celestial bodies
except with an escape door
and hinges
that fall back into the bowl
of milky way cereal
and rice crispies crackling
with electric voltage of life
in a storm
that is passing
and shock make me jump
heavenward again
rinse and repeat


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