unfantastic fantasy

poem iii

a day it rained

light

sprinkle falling to the cake of earth

then into the oven it goes

baked by the sky's light

happily

i saw a path spread

of red,

orange,

yellow,

green,

blue,

and purple,

mystified, i walked that bridge

crossing for my treasure

hoping for a leprechaun

with pots and pots of gold,

then

i saw the line that met half way

splitting one side from

the other,

curious, i crossed

in hope of finding wealth

my foot reached itself

over

suddenly,

bolts of electric silver and yellow

whipped across the pitch black sky,

clouds hurtling in together

followed by a

blistering shower,

colored ground from underneath

grey took them over,

dead black vines wrapped up my feet,

swallowed my ankel,

dragged me closer

closer,

an elfish creature all dress in black

with spiked white hair

red eyes and a sack

giggled with its

high pitched evil

the gold,

golden bubbles boiling,

boiling in his evil cauldron

where

wheres the fantasy

wheres the rainbows real other end?

is this all a myth as well?

a fantasied good,

and fantasied evil,

and me,

i was trapped,

trapped on the side

of unfantastic fantasy.

 

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