A Child’s Mind
Oh grand and minuscule. Grandiose grains, of never ending possibilities and intimate gains. Ideas of magnificence, unyielding opulence and tantalizing delights. Ideas of justifiable wrongs and destructible rights. Beasts that gnarl and gnaw and brawl. Gargantuan bodies under beds that slither and crawl. Teeth snarling dripping with rouge, on canvases painted and weaved with untethered imaginative spools. Turning in infinity with wings outstretched, flying through universes that haven’t been devised yet. Waiting for their creators love and/or rage to burst into existence, to spill onto a page. To share space in gray matter that matters not of how long they will linger or shine in that spot. Designs birthed by their blessed celebrant, bestowing them life that is divinely decadent. Galaxies of creations, that are loved and destroyed. Swimming in the slumber of a growing forgotten void. Cruel, Loving, Subdued and yet wild, the wonderful dangerous mind of a child….