Dream # Whatever

A collage of imagery
pervades
an illusory panorama.

The lighting here is opaque,
like sunbeams seen
from inside a cocoon.

Giacometti like apparitions
assemble
in tribal masturbation.

The male figures are
spewing
a virile molasses,
which sizzles and sparks,
as it oozes
from their elongated penises.

The females are cumming
fountains of butterfly bouquets,
that melt into the atmosphere
only seconds after being emitted
from their dilated labia.

Resurrected fetuses
float in translucent balloons
up through the kaleidoscope sky
and into the heavens.

Photographs of dead heroes
conglomerate on the shore
of a cumulus cloud, kissing.

A muted cello resonates….


​Michael Sell