Skittles And Rainbow Sherbert Poem by Mark Sebert

Skittle and Rainbow Sherbert in a mix,
dry ice and a cold beer can
that is empty.

I am amused at colors. Bright and Brilliant.
Bright and Vivid. I eat color. Green and
Red go down nice with mountain dew -

Not the stuff in the lime can
but the real cool morning dew
blanketing my dreams.

I am a dream more real than
the blanket. Electricity keeps me
warm when shocks wake me up.

I am hit by a truck going 90
but there is no damage to me
the truck is in a ditch.

I am that ditch. Flood waters are purple
with the blood of E.T.
not going home.

I am home. But I am not there.
I travel in a rainbow and live
in a lime colored can.