Backward

[Jibberish for backward thinkers in the backward clouds]

Drops of rain, racing up towards the sky, while flower petals fold back in. This is how I picture such a backward day..

Cars speeding in reverse, while the morning bird lulls people back to their nests. A rainbow gently fading in the sky..as lovers crawl back into bed. one by one...their dreams reeling silently in reverse.

Stars burst into last nights darkness..and the thieves tiptoe empty handed in retreat from each quiet house.

Smoke drains up through my throat and back into the little green plant which was lit..breathing fresh air into my soul. Playing lyrics to the fuddled music..they choke and trip with each distorted word- as we scream in unison..flying and falling into yesterday once more.

I could do this more often..backwards day of course.