Straw

I walk on acid toes
To the place where my soul stopped breathing

We are stuck in patterns 
Little fingers stealing from the toffee shop

Apples and pears fall through the windows

Rain rain go away 
Come again another day
She sings and swings her legs
Slurps banana milkshake
Through an imaginary straw

Straws are funny things to clutch
She says
I come to with a jolt
Spit cold and burnt
Soaking in the purple pillow

We are not coming to in the right the place Alice
There should be no sun 
No shadows standing over us

You’re never satisfied are you

She wipes her milky lips with the back of her hand 
Switches songs
Red ruby roses grow on our noses
Slash the thorns and slay the horns
We are on our way
Far away from grey

The birds drip honey in our ears
Pretty like petals dulling our heart beat

We are on a chemical drive
Jaded sparkle nod
Why are we drying our arms with socks asks Alice 

This solution isn't working
We need to go back to when I lost my fingerprints

Line our pretties up all in a row
Just like daisies she squeals
Hobblers and crutches

Look up she says and tugs my hand
Her fingers sticky 
Her mouth caked white
Vanilla smoke oozing from her pores
Just like heaven

See up there
In our dream
We are falling in bird baths
And rattling the wind chimes

For one small second I find my soul
It is joyous
And then the chemicals split.