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.
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