witches dress up as faries,
riding brooms over the Moon,
the Mars puffs smokes,
dropping its weight in my hand.
I dive into the sea,
swimming the Wu-Mars among seaweed,
hot wired palms,
a wicked mermaid.
the milky way dose mind mapping above,
the arctic ocean sizzles below,
angels telescope lego land,
sentencing the Mars in my hand.