Crevices of my Cortex

fall through crevices of my cortex
onto Pegasus while I reflect
as a knot unties my mind

peals of thunder
drop ideas up under
repelling counter-clockwise in time

they fall, splash and scuttle
into Polaroids of puddles
forcing flashbacks to ripple

of Halloween costumes
and Saturday morning cartoons
when the world was so simple

celebrating kickball home runs
and no chrome guns
when we rumbled

no courtrooms or attorneys
zooming on a journey
through bicycle jungle

guzzling freeze pops
our bliss rustling tree tops
floating in foot races

conspire how to survive
Michael Meyers alive
ignorance wrote across our faces

scribbled on the rafters
where I keep chapters
of a childhood

above the lab in
my mental cabin
pages stack like piled wood...