crash

we ran in crazed circles and

the circles burst into hot pink

yellow sunsets and fireworks

red as tongues plastered by

candy juice, liquid sugar

in the circles that we sucked

the last life from our dry

eyes, burning with our

throats, rotten teeth screaming

ecstatic emptiness into the

sky that fizzed like our

insides circling vultures

over the wrecked remains,

twisted metal ribs and

sugar stains where the plane

crashed in the field streaked

with our multicoloured vomit

and the blood just looked

like more candy, the screams

matched our maniacal

laughter and spinning in circles,

the screams cut off, the sugar

crashed and we all

fell down