sense

I never meant to make *sense*

I’ll make a flying machine
a big one with those wings
and peddles for your feet
and heart

you’ll take it on a windy day
out to the carnival
with unicorns and clowns
and me

so take a drive through the forest
your car had to stop
but you just walked
through a patch
of nettles

through my driveway door
on the corner
by the gas station
wearing robin’s egg blue
again