Poem for Pie

I wore the blue mask and saw

The sky on my feet

the sea in the air above me

and a blue boat dipping in the waves.

I wore the blue mask and saw

The navy dragon starring in my eyes,

the ice cracking into blue fire

and a wave of blue people surrounding me.

I wore the neon green mask and saw

Emerald frogs jumping over me,

lizards flying through the air

and a green Honda Civic shooting past me.

I wore the black mask and saw

A mine shaft rolling past me in the shadows,

coal crackling in the fire

and shadows walking past me in the night.

I wore the grey mask and saw

The elephant stomping above me,

my old grandad’s grey hair falling of his bald head

and fire ashes scattering in the room.