surrealist

Catfish walking sideways down the never-ending hall.
The waves are crashing hard against the wooden castle walls.
 Red carpet spans the spiraling staircase.
Up, up, up, it goes.
See the stars twinkling down into the yard,
a massive garden erupts from the ash.
Petals are dancing through the night
as the brisk air whistles through the trees.

Say it isn't so as the night begins to end
the sun peaks his head up from the waters loving grasp
horses silhouetted atop the river's hills
dew sparkling in the new found light
hearts are racing through the fields of green
If home they were, then home they must go.
Eyes are sparkling in crevices and crooks.
One more day may pass, or has it gone?
Just listen to the moonlight as it starts to sing its song.