There’s a meadow where sanity departs,
On a planet inside my heart,
A field inside my mind’s deep space,
Where lucidity is erased.
Tower-tall flowers and bus-sized bees.
The river is a current of electricity.
Blue butterflies have fangs and claws,
And blood dripping from their jaws.
The metal grass is diamond-blade sharp.
Glowing deer run through the dark,
With open mouths breathing sparks.
A mole in a suit picks a harp.
Millions of earthworms crawl through air.
The sun’s a giant bird with flaming hair.
There’s ice and snow in every season.
The moon’s a specter laughing for no reason.
Todd Hanks is a schizophrenic individual who lives at the Lake of the Ozarks. He is a local author and playwright, and his creative writing has appeared in Asimov's Science Fiction Magazine and the Kansas City Star.