helicopter

i want to be the green tomato
on the sea gull leg plants.
i wake up & remember you are here
& the sky is full of dragon’s blood.
when i fall in love i take 
the dinner plates with me.
blood the color of egg plant.
did you hear me talking to god
last night out of habit?
there is a helicopter pad 
on the roof & one on my tongue.
the rescue plan involves mustard 
& a fist full of nails. the tree house 
never was meant to hold 
this many cows. a crow comes &
is a helicopter. then a priest comes
& is a helicopter & it’s time to
light the candles. i’m trying
to sort out which fibers of myself
exist only to make my father proud.
murder the sponge. eat the hairy cake.
kiss me until i am just 
vanilla pudding. jelly bracelet 
for me & one for you. the helicopter
says it’s here to save you but
it’s here for photographs.
for a wild story. to make 
an acolyte of each & every eye.
do not worry. there is no 
rescue mission. i have a heart
full of quarters & baby teeth.
come on. let’s buy a car &
see how close we can get to mars.