purple peas

drag me deeper darling –
take me where tables are upturned.
where the wind is gentle,
and the spitting is torrential.
where the rainbows shine in grayscale,
pandas paint portraits in blue, green and red.
where the oceans are shallow,
with bubbles of bright yellow,
and rock pools reach over your head.
great oaks are crushed under foot,
and the ants shake the mountains they climb.
the sky is magenta,
the moon is the centre,
of the lake filled with cranberry and lime.


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