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"Zoom!" yelled the snail as it watched the ants carry buckets of snow and dump them on the tail of the rumpus room as it spun round and round inside the washing machine.

"In the flickering of the glass light, the unwell healed" (sentence from a dream).

Did anyone tell the candy Oompa Loompas that they need to brush the walls with Little Bo Peep's new coloring book?

All aboard BussaDeLlama (tm).

Choose from flying, trotting, shimmying, paddling or strict teleportation mode. Today's stops are at the previously chewed gum processing plant, the elephant nose cleaner station and snot refinery, and at a cacophonic concert consisting of several screaming Yoko Onos in unison.

Prince Tut unwrapped his girlfriend's bandages as slowly as the beetle crawls on the face of the sun. Inside every droplet of rain is a world reflected and maybe a world reflected within it.

As he stood with the wind blowing his hair from his face, the edge of the cliff seemed to approach. Her grip on the sketchbook loosened even as the pencil completed the drawing. Distance enlarged and clarified, layer upon layer of enticing light and color offered themselves to his brain. Just before the sketchbook fell from her grip, which would have ended her life as well, a soft word brought his attention and consciousness back to the earth under his feet.

Avatars compete for attention, becoming increasingly spiteful as the competition nears.

Which avatar shall win 'Most Blatantly Blatant Avatar On WrongPlanet'?

Who shall wear the crown?

Who shall slink away, defeated?

Sylkat

The vase jumped the pixie and drank the place-mat in a dust-off.

'Twas brillig and the slithy trolls did post and post again, to the annoyance of the more sensitive wombats of WP.

Sylkat

The newspapers concentrated hard as the crochet hooks and knitting needles tickled the peacock feather, then consumed 200 milkshakes in the span of 3 millimeters.

The Antipoem Cometh

Mice are everywhere
even at the summit of Mount Titchumango.
I have a monastery there
where I train ninja turtles
to eat baked beans
one
by
one

One day
the pheonix of the West swooped
down
and stole my Star Trek t-shirt
from the clothesline

I later saw it in a charity shop
in Burkina Faso
but I didn't have enough money to buy it back

I just stood there and cried
holding my beer
made with chillies and formaldehyde
whilst stroking my
grey Alsatian
who at that time
was my only companion

Ants resting by the poolside.

A performance of 'Riverdance' by garden gnomes.

Sylkat

A yellow submarine.