a day in the life

Butterscotch sun
lodged between my cheek and gums
clouds form from between my parted lips
puffing and huffing
but the house plants its feet firmly on the ground

there are stained glass ceilings painted in my mind
they stay in one place
while i dance around them
as if i were the earth
spinning on its axis

i count how many times my heart swells
120? -about as often as it beats
On full days I eat the moon
and bathe in the sun
til i am sticky and bloated
nonsense nonsense nonsense
non-sense
Non
sense
?
I have a million things to say
But i am still ripening.