Today I went on a roadtrip
somewhere on a beach.
the car ride there I couldn't
help but admire the trees
In my mind we held a conversation
I wanted to invite them to the ocean
see if they'd like to play volleyball
and ride a roller-coaster,
their leaves just swayed in the wind
their trunks stood strong.
I wanted to see them bend
and buckle themselves into their seat-belts
with their leafy decorated hands
I don't know if they'll fit
I don't know if they're too high
I'm interested in the stories they may share
and dream about the fun they
might be able to add
A car full of flowers
communing until they reach to the beach
how crazy am i for thinking this?
how crazy am i for entertaining this idea?
how crazy am i for wanting this?
Questions cause my daydream to become hazy
back to the leftside of the brain
back to prison
back to limitations
because all the dreamers are insane