Ideas Begin To Percolate

Ideas begin to percolate They pop out of me in bubbles Floating out the window Stopping traffic One hesitates Apparently feels badly. Changes directions and floats back. I pop it and reptile, banana, and Grand Canyon fall out. A blue banana riding a pink reptile At the Grand Canyon float into my dendrite field. The banana whips out an I-phone and begins taking selfies. In the tiniest voice she says “You won’t believe where I am”. “Where?” “In someone’s head.” Rhymes begin floating out of another part of my brain. The rhyming part. I have a phrenologist bust. I look at it but do not see any area labelled rhyming So what good is it? The rhymes are singing now, in a lilting sing-song way. “I will get them!” the blue banana yells. She begins chasing the rhymes. She brought two back. Scramble and Bramble. I snatch up verdant, perceptibly and goose as they float by Or maybe these are just my floaties. I am unclear now. Is this real or another dream? I shut my eyes.