A New Idea
A trill, a thrill, an immediate high Intoxicated and nauseated by feeling divine A rush, a crush, a tingling flush Twitterpated, agitated by electrical drive
Then a drop off a cliff A jump, a crash, a leap to the bottom It happens so fast
Darkness encases the sun The walls cave in Everything collapses into one Heap of rubble
Despairing waves roll, coil, and roil The dark tide of a stormy day The beach without the sun, the fun, the play Cold sand, murky water, no chatter
A clearing, a bell ringing, a bird singing The sun shoos the gray clouds away And everything is remade
A dove’s nest, a coo and a rest Tasting a mango, sweet, the best Living a tango, rhythmically blessed