Random Acts of Poetry

Random Acts of Poetry

Treasure Island

As a boy, confined
to his infinite bedroom,

he was kidnapped by pirates--
wrinkled maps, lost keys,

charming amputees.
They whispered ghost stories

with plots inevitable
as arithmetic,

while his heart ticked
like a cricket,

and UFOs disguised
as houseflies

landed on his forehead,
teasing him awake.

The ceiling was a blank screen,
and anything could happen.

Everything did.
He's still there, watching

the second reel unspool:
his own unwinding

yarn of dreams.