• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 07


Where do you come from? Strange alien boy—
feet almost human, smooth torso a toy.
Black streak-like bandanna hiding your eyes,
action man guarding a turquoise disguise
Is your actual home beyond the stars—
or are you quite simply the boy from Mars?
Bright fusions of blue project a delight,
your astral paintbrush reflecting the light.
Hearts, butterfly, pinks, green and corn yellow
plus splashes of white, keeping some mellow.
Standing behind the celestial seat
what are you thinking, is your work complete?
To leave me not knowing would break my heart
Please give me answers and teach me your art.