Have you ever been
To the other side
Of the wind

Inverted universe
Where one ends up
Upended

The people there
Though human
Call themselves earthings

They have concluded that the
Pickle their in is
Worth savoring

They fly kites
At midnight
Dance on their heads
Until daylight

Their playfulness
Like helium
Leviates like
Delirium

Bending
White birches
Climbing to their
Tippy tops

Falling down
Like pole vaulters
Cackling as the
Timber snaps up

You are welcome
An open invitation
To come on over
To the other side of the wind

Over there
They do not breath
They prefer
To whistle

They're not shy
About the 4th of July
They don't blow
Off missiles

Come Halloween
The women wet kiss
In pumpkin dresses

Men sip wine
With their shoes shined
Counting every blessing

Once there was a limbo
This place takes
Its place

Better than
Heavenly without
A chaperone's grace

There's no up or
Down here
Only sideways

A soundtrack of
Maple and butter can be
Heard here always

You are welcome
An open invitation
To come on over
To the other side of the wind

They postpone
Procrastination

While eating pizza
They turn their eyes closed
Just to see its succulence

Someone lowered the
Needle to listen to
The Beatles

Here there and everywhere
The there there
Is regal

One guy wears
An eye patch
To rid his triple vision

A real crowd pleaser
He hails from
Another dimension

They dream in
Film noir shaded
By neon

Their communal sweet tooth
Unburdens him
Like teflon

You are welcome
An open invitation
To come on over
To the other side of the wind