Running with Turtles

Running with Turtles 

By Tyler Mobley 

Those feeling of ever after 

a torrent of butterfly kisses. 

Lazy grins bask in new moon 

shadows, conceiving a heaven

with table tennis tournaments.  

An elevator drops to a stop in shafts

lined with stuffed animals emitting 

a sonic coma of squeak to our fall. 

A mound of mountainous M&Ms 

with sophisticated mining 

operations probing their shells.

Look, this one has nuts. 

Gotta run my ninja turtles are waiting… 

Author: mobleysurfer

Change is the only constant.

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