Conforming to Nature

A milk-bottle shaped cow yesterday said, "You don't see me."

Convinced, i drank some freshly squeezed O.J.
The Wolves of Noon guarding the Orange Tree chased me into a corn maze.
Creeping on all fours, i pant & squish water from my dried eyes.

Drip drops splashy-splashed on the blue flowers i ignored.

Death?

More & more air i grasped while i kept my heart from jumping & running out.

Crows cawed, Flies buzzed & the Cornfields whispered lies.
For that they were cut down –

Stomp Clomp Smash those liar husks of corn down.

Nightfall grew a Strawberry out of my bellybutton, which seedily told me to do what you want.
After taking a sample of the Strawberry to latter clone, i sliced & placed it in a sugar bowl.

Morning sun thumbed up a jittery bird & spread the clouds like legs.

It felt Awake, meanwhile i ate corn-flakes with sugared strawberries

& drank glasses of wolfy orange juice.