Rotating Barbie Doll Heads

Rotating Barbie Doll Heads
© Surazeus
2023 09 24

Ten thousand rotating Barbie doll heads 
float over headless king on golden throne 
with flashing television blue-moon eyes 
that stare down from jagged rocks in wild sea 
at people in tuxedos and ball gowns 
who dance in foaming waves on muddy beach. 

Red tower on steep hill of apple trees 
sprouts golden orioles with paper wings 
that flit around head of Saturn who wears 
oval glasses encoded with star runes 
sparkling in mountain lake of silver fish 
who give mushrooms to the girl in pink dress. 

Pink flamingos flutter dollar-bill wings 
among orange cars on narrow city street 
where snow flakes flurry past lit cafe doors 
while people wearing long wool coats discuss 
why angels hanging from telephone poles 
steal fake words we speak with serpentine jaws. 

Enormous baby Zeus in river boat 
opens wide bird mouth with hungry despair 
while salmon fly circles in purple air, 
and naiads frolic in green fountain pool 
to trade library books with lizard hands 
while arrows clatter on white marble floor. 

Blonde fairy queen in long white flowing gown, 
who sits on rock by roaring waterfall, 
aims rifle at smiling dragon of faith 
while innocent lambs with emerald eyes 
lounge among pink roses with serpent teeth, 
then points to starship in gold glowing clouds. 

Dionysus wearing brown business suit, 
still sitting surprised in orange velvet chair, 
stares shocked at army of zombies with guns 
who chew with rotten teeth on story books, 
as black oil drips from swirling cloud of smog 
though lizards crawl across the rain-wet rug. 

Sad girl in white lace dress and red wool coat, 
who holds triangle ruler in gloved hand, 
stares down at raven with arrogant eyes 
till he transforms into bald snarky boy 
who places plastic crown on her bowed head 
when pine trees sprout from fractured asphalt roads. 

Minerva wearing gown of yellow silk, 
whose face is painted white with angel blood, 
turns mirror eyes toward me with lightning flash 
and smiles soft as exploding nuclear bombs, 
so I change bronze armor for banker suit, 
then play soul-wrenching tune on god-bone flute.