THE MAGIC PORK BEANKumatora: NO SEATBELTS EVERYONE!Lucas: PLEASE let this be a normal field trip!Boney: With Kumatora? NO WAY!Cruisin' on down TazmilyTake the lift to TitibooNext thing that you know you're seein'Chimera in the neighborhood!Surfin' on a PSI waveSwingin' through the StarmanTake a left at your Masked ManTake your second right past LederOn THE MAGIC PORK BEANNavigate a nostril *flies out of Claus' nose*Climb on THE MAGIC PORK BEANSpankety spankety spankety!On our Magic Pork BeanSink a river of lavaOn THE MAGIC PORK BEANSuch a fine thing to do!So strap your buttocks to the seatGTF in here and don't be shy --Just to make your day completeYou might get baked into a pi *3.14*On THE MAGIC PORK BEANStep inside -- it's a wilder ride!Come on -- ride on THE MAGIC PORK BEAN!
Clichei. true love& you were that one famous lineof a love poem 1863 sonnetscripted down your spine, versesof sternum & shuddering heartbeat.i remember the sheets twisted blueas the eventide, your eyes like thelassia,that species of ocean grass. we swayedto the music of galaxies colliding.our song was the day the tidesfinally curled round the moon's face.ii. cancereventides, thelassia eyes, moongreat and heavy as that one lucky cointhat refused to land, to grant a wishor let luck decide for us. there werestar crabs scuttling under youroragami skin. & i never realizedall the ways that you foldeduntil the doctor came back &you folded into yourself,disappeared.iii. heartbreakplease don't tell me it was disease.please don't mention the factthat there was a constellationblossoming underneath your skinas if it excuses the metaphorof your candle-eyes dimming.i was there for the treatment.you weren't, rag-doll girl. youhung limp as wet clot