by Dawn Corrigan
Drink some beer, clear your head,
go out and look around, don’t ask yourself
why the cock has scarlet feathers,
why the ram paws the ground when rain thunders.
Clothe yourself in glittering colors.
The butterflies inside are only trying
to join up with the butterflies outside
where the mosquito lives in the forest,
where frogs swell up and croak.
Don’t worry how the spider became bald,
how the elephant’s bottom grew so small.
You have nothing to do besides dreaming,
you can relax like the birds
that let their feathers fall among the clouds.
*Photo courtesy cobalt123.