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…