164. The journey to the other side

They served death with breakfast
today
when sleeping adjectives came to life
to do a charade
again for a while
only to go back into hibernation

And paunches
still rhyme with
haunches

Exclamation!!

The sky comes down in shards
every now and then.
There is always
too much
or too little!

Listen,
all the purple questions
on the table in my drawing room
are colored so,
to keep you from noticing
the brown hypocrite.
Stay amused;
stay entertained.
Just do not look further.

When one can't beat them,
one joins them.
What one can't cure,
one endures.

I know-
plastic flowers
don't smell real;
but well,
they don't wilt either!