ramble on

i live here in miscommunication, discombobulation. i dwell in mis-interpretation, swell up in undefined lines. i mix with every emotion i fail to understand. my trees exhale upsidedown and i wonder what they breathe out. i feel like i'm breathing out poison. i feel like youre breathing out the sun's rays. i feel like i feel everything upside down.how did we all wind up here? is this the end? or is this the beginning?speckles of my dark blue mind fall to the grasp of ideal sunset pink. i wallow and mix with this new color, only to find myself turning yellow. no, not yellow, gold. funny the way you go from one side of the color wheel to the next.i look up at the sky. or is that the water? wait, what brought me here? what is the reason for this feeling?where did the man with caloused fingers, wise eyes, and the long white beard go? did he melt in the heat of magenta? freeze in the chill of icy blue? or did he curdle in the mustard yellow? maybe he did all those things. all those things at once. it could happen here, you know, in this upside down world.