Post by Redfleck on Jun 18, 2017 13:45:05 GMT -5
Dysmetropsia
One afternoon, I saw a snake.
It was colored like the sun.
It was the size of a gold necklace
That was loose and undone.
Naturally I chased after it
In the clutches of curiosity.
But it just slithered, faster and faster!
I was flying, probably.
The streets became so long,
And myself, so short!
And yet I could keep up
With legs as small as forks.
Down the roads and sidewalks,
I zoomed behind the snake.
Its tail shrinking smaller and smaller
Until it zoomed me over a lake.
Apparently I was not flying,
For if I was, this would not be true.
I stumbled and tripped into the pond
While the snake went on and flew.
I had reached out desperately;
That snake was one of a kind.
But huge water drops held me back,
Clogging my throat, lungs, and mind.
And now I am finally awake!
But your face just seems so sad.
Why don’t you believe me?
Was my story really bad?
I am telling the truth!
And I am not in distress!
If you don’t believe me....
Well—never mind, I guess.
One afternoon, I saw a snake.
It was colored like the sun.
It was the size of a gold necklace
That was loose and undone.
Naturally I chased after it
In the clutches of curiosity.
But it just slithered, faster and faster!
I was flying, probably.
The streets became so long,
And myself, so short!
And yet I could keep up
With legs as small as forks.
Down the roads and sidewalks,
I zoomed behind the snake.
Its tail shrinking smaller and smaller
Until it zoomed me over a lake.
Apparently I was not flying,
For if I was, this would not be true.
I stumbled and tripped into the pond
While the snake went on and flew.
I had reached out desperately;
That snake was one of a kind.
But huge water drops held me back,
Clogging my throat, lungs, and mind.
And now I am finally awake!
But your face just seems so sad.
Why don’t you believe me?
Was my story really bad?
I am telling the truth!
And I am not in distress!
If you don’t believe me....
Well—never mind, I guess.
