King of the hill laughing,
laughing I stare in sleepless trance,
kittens drink vicious fluids,
sparrows suck blue air
and trees explode from within,
I cling to the swaying flowers,
overhead gray clouds hang heavy like
breasts that pillow around me,
letting go I fall forever
landing laughing on the hill top world,
laughing laying on my back,
engulfed by earth's lush green hair,
outstretched fingertips grasp loam,
feeling the thick richness,
the tickle of black,
black like night as if the sun
had suddenly burnt out, and
a primal scream of laughing ecstasy erupts
from deep within,
the echo splits open the hidden sky,
catch falling stars on reaching tongues
and laugh at the universe,
laughing king of the universe laughing,
but it's all imploding from inside out, as
time and change strike like malicious lightning
killing flowers and children,
and the kittens are now sour alley cats
gnawing on my skull,
and the earth has lost it's hair,
as black boned rocks jab me
like jagged fists as I'm
rolling down the hill,
brain hemispheres rattle and vision spins
on the downward spiral of
self wrought self destruction,
rolling, falling down faster
and faster,
unable to stop myself
as I near the bottomless chasm,
ready to fall off the edge
into the nowhere of nothingness,
