A Lasting Impression

Sitting on the crest

of a rainbow

gives me access

(feels like cool gel

smells like floss candy

its half-moon shape

quivering – colours

resplendent)

to chests of gold

at the end of arches.

I know crates

are packed full

daddy told me so.

I never wanted to

be rich but to share

with those without-

now I must descend

slowly then faster and

faster into a realm

of childhood howls.