oranges and gasoline (dreams weaved into infinity)

Her eyelids were spun by sweating silkworms.
Tucked in her bed, they slowly close.
Her brain projects images of tree snails
Sword-fighting with delicate dog embryos.

Leave her thoughts alone.
Go back to your home.

You enter her dreams with your puffed out chest.
She locked the door, but somehow you break in.
Smiling with your sugar cube teeth.
You take off your shoes and walk on your bare feet.

Don't forget to close the door,
Or you won't be welcome anymore.

You walk through the labyrinth of her mind.
Rainbows and sinkholes all along the trail.
Stop at the fountain for a glass of blush wine.
Milkmaids in bonnets burn all the mail.

Your train has been derailed.
Your love letters will not be mailed.

A man of God in a white robe brings her a bouquet.
Geraniums in an aquarium with angel fish.
They swim up in the sky and land upon her lips.
You sit at a round table and feast on amphibians.

Is it what you expected
After you let yourself in?