Wendell the Splendid
rabbits off to work,
the wide street passes
under his ten strong toes.
A canopy of dreams
rush over his eyes,
blue flecked with white
voluminous and ethereal.
His routine etched in
the World plays along,
streaming by in a rapid
procession of moments.
A gaping hole in
his well thought day,
slips past his ears
whoosshh..................
Wendell the Fallen
slithers past the sod,
currently drifting spiral
beneath spot light fading.
Thud, thud, bip, smack
sounds like large fists,
beating on a chestdrum
wide eyes seem to be.
Peering down perplexed
white hairless pale faces,
screeching incomprehensible.
Fearlessly they stare into
his thoughts naked leering,
piercing through his attempts
pretending to play unobserved.
Wendell the Sentenced
escaping this torrent,
into his dream please
follow in his footsteps.
He leaps up loping
past knuckles scrape,
growing scene unfolds
before him unbidden.
Trees like grass spears
into the canopy of howling,
writhing familiar others
cry out in greeting.
Wendell the Forlorn
cuddles unto himself,
cold stream separates
the Humans who look on.