I walk through and suddenly, everything takes on a dark purple haze, and gravity instantly loses it’s effects. I begin to float upwards in the huge expanse of dark space. I come to a point at which a diner comes into view. Not a typical diner, but the front has been ripped off revealing the counter and the seats, and the people.
As I float upwards I reach the entrance, and I step onto the tile floor of the diner resting in the middle of nothingness.
The people, are that of circus side-show freaks. Some with extra limbs. Others outrageously tall or small. The lighting is strange, not that of a normal diner, but it holds a sort of galactic or extraterrestrial vibe within it. Like something you’d see in a cartoon about outer space. The people sit and talk and laugh, and I watch them. Before I jump back off of the edge and slowly, yet peacefully levitate back to the ground…
…and walk back through the door.
I chose this poem because I really enjoyed the creative process that went into writing it. I felt as though I was able to tap into some strange source of creativity in my mind where I was able to find this foreign land that I described. Overall, I just enjoyed writing this type of creative and imaginative poem, and I hope you all enjoyed it as well!
