John Lennon Lied To You

Lucy is not in the sky like you were told. Her feet or on the ground holding a piece of coal. The rocking horse people took her diamond away and smeared marshmallow pie across her narrow face. The marmalade sky’s ozone has disintegrated, from the fumes of cellophane the flowers created. The tangerine trees turned to rust, from newspaper taxis exhaust pipe dust. The girl with kaleidoscope eyes, Immigrated to a safe haven. Where She was detained by border control mavens.