The Mayhem Of My Subconscious

Random mice run around everybody’s feet,

Screaming ensues in the crowded room,

High heels coming dangerously close,

As the ceiling is swept with a pink straw broom.

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Scarecrows wander the jolly halls,

Cackling and groaning in unison,

Dreadlocks flowing in a river of air,

Acting as demons and crazy hooligans.

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Roosters crow at the window panes,

Pecking the glass until it suddenly shatters,

Flocking onto shoulders of milling guests,

Pecking at their noses until the blood splatters.

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Angry willow trees swoosh over the roof,

Removing tile after tile, peering down inside,

People are horrified, running and stampeding,

Attempting to climb into library books in which to hide.

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Swallows with six inch incisors,

Swoop down to bite ankles as people scatter,

Tendons are torn as women tear off their dresses,

When in walks the darkness of the Mad Hatter.

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Cardigans come to life with skeletal arms,

Slapping at lonely horseshoes stomping through the air,

As wooden bamboo daggers sing the chorus line,

And luscious leeches sit plaiting their hair.

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The floor parts way, crossroads at each pillar,

Blue roadways with black line markings,

Melting into the corners, large gaps to the underworld,

Allowing soap boxes to arise and start their barking.

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I stand in the doorway looking at the mayhem,

Understanding the hilarity must all be a dream,

Suddenly I feel a bolt thrust through my temples,

As I wake in my bed, shutting off my terrified scream.

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