Decemberist
10/17/08, 03:25 PM
I, the universe.
First class on the jellyfish express.
Living in a citrus dream where the
insects are just as tall as me.
My anthill paradise,
my bee hive residence.
Boiling tea in a caffinated sea and
spitting out steam through my glockenspiel teeth.
My orange peel clothes,
grapefruit eyes,
and celery fingers.
I am the last piece of fruit hanging from the tree,
holding on desperately for somebody to pick me.
Spoiled,
rotten,
but still
the apple of your eye.
First class on the jellyfish express.
Living in a citrus dream where the
insects are just as tall as me.
My anthill paradise,
my bee hive residence.
Boiling tea in a caffinated sea and
spitting out steam through my glockenspiel teeth.
My orange peel clothes,
grapefruit eyes,
and celery fingers.
I am the last piece of fruit hanging from the tree,
holding on desperately for somebody to pick me.
Spoiled,
rotten,
but still
the apple of your eye.