Wishbones break through tree-top laughter,

water fountains

Adorned with gargoyles 

Glaring their demonic eyes at

The garden gnomes,

Golden shells of fish skin

glint indigo flashes in the gaps of their smiles,

Droplets of water collect in the open

Mouths of grassy stalks.

 

Haggard rags hang off her shoulder

with eyes refracting slivers of light

which reach nothing.

Stars tip toe in circles, hiding behind craters

Holes blown into their bodies, sitting on surfaces 

That sink beneath them,

Searching for some moisture to revive the burns

On their veins turning black inside.