“ Incongruous ” ~ this fantasy journey ~


I’ve journeyed

Near and far,

But none akin


To a nightmare

So bizarre,

Out of body,

In a place

Said Myanmar…


There soaring high

Astride a giant dove,

In surreal fashion

The while above,

See people scurry

In erotic stead,

Copulating clumsily

In a medieval bed,

Boldly flaunting

They be walking dead,

Swirling seamlessly 

In my out of body head…


Though images do fade

They to the end resist,

As hell  I chose not dwell

Nor in a black night’s mist,

So incongruous will I miss,

If again this  journey tends!