I walked into the misty blue
Of the upended sky.
I picked a bowl of clouds in bloom
And baked a fluffy pie.
I decorated it with leaves
And dandelion curls.
I donned a dress with flowing sleeves
And buttons made of pearls.
I fed my pie to silent birds
And taught them wistful songs.
I listened to my clock and heard
Vivaldi and Saint-Saens.
And when the evening turned maroon,
Magenta and cerise,
I let the stars into my room
On a hypnotic breeze
That spun me dizzy till I spilled
The potion in my cup.
When I awoke, the sky was still
The wrong side up.
the wrong side up
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