Orion in the Sky

I got high, I looked to the sky

I saw my mother cry

And the sun refused to shine.

The skies turned black

And it began to snow.

I made love to a girl named Orion.

I looked in her eyes, and I saw stars shining.

I kissed her shin and grinned.

Tears rolled off her chin

And moistened her breasts.

I closed my eyes

And I was blinded by the light.

I saw smiling children flying High above the clouds,

Chasing rainbows, dancing on the moon.

They whispered my name,

Offered me sweet rain and

Chocolate stars, which are by far

My favorite indulgence.

I was taken by the hand

Lightly sprinkled with dust from the land.

I was drowsy, but I could stand.

The children formed a circle around me

And began to sing.

“A bird’s wing in a sling never

Feeling a thing as long as it is

Worshipping.” 

I watched the moon,

It looked like a giant beach ball

In the sky.

I asked them why,

They just sighed.

They were busy feeling dizzy

And thirsting for more.

One eye on the door,

One eye on the score.

I was floating through space,

Watching my face glancing

At a foreign place.

Images that flash across the sky;

Colored balloons,

A mile-long parade,

Apples in the shade.

Frowning clowns, deserted towns.

Kisses to passersby,

And Orion, my love

Saying goodbye to her

High-flying guy.