Neverland, press play, and your imagination runs wild.

A little road, green rocks, cold laughing wind, and a blind tree.

People are smiling,

but the smiles are distorted,

smiles are rainbows.

Raining the blows,

the red drops

become black snow.

Everything in this world is sorted,

but,

not quite.

Light up that spot,

not there,the one on the right,

does that seem all right? Go more left,

its where it really is;
Kids wearing silly things,

suits and ties, blues and lies.

Blue images flying in the skies. They do.

They form ties,

to get by, try, and try.

Trial and error, sensitivity to terror, horror, crippled aberration in honor,

put it in a bag, and just

kapoooooooooooof!!!