melted

inhaling cans full of starlight

you're not one to do anything reckless
and you don't but you can only
imagine
take a breath in and
you're inhaling cans of pure starlight
your friends are floating
or maybe you're floating, or both
whirl about in a mindscape chock full of
peppermint swirl slides that stick to your tongue
as it tries to hold on to
what little semblance of reality you're clinging
grab ahold of the nearest heffalump as the waves
sticky-sweet compliments roll by
you've been missed, barely
where are you again?
inhaling more and more
and forgetting that you're inhaling
so you exhale more and more and more
until there's nothing but peppermint wishes
left in your lungs
and you want to go home, click your heels
you wear a ragged version of ruby red slippers
but nonetheless you have made your choice
everyone is stardust
and you are unseen, slipping past
as moonlight during an eclipse.