all around me
there simply is no sanity
toothbrushes have also
become part of it
the world seems
to have tilted
and almost everyone
is limping
muttering to themselves
stars like dogs bark
at your window
at night
I try to wear my sweater
but it won’t agree
and my mouth
is a valley down
which rocks slide
children look at
their palms for hours
and worst of all
affected is the moon
it turns into
quadrillions of chickens
pecking each
other’s flesh
spraying the universe
with blood.