GREEN MILK, 2023

In a world of milk and wonder,

Where the impossible does not sunder,

There lies a place of mystery,

Where the naked and the fabulous merge with technology.

A man and a dominatrix dance in the tent,

While the plants sway with every intent,

And a robot blows milk bubbles that tickle,

Creating a symphony with every crinkle.

On the screen, an intangible world unfolds,

Where a green fly moves and twirls, never grows old,

And the fish swim in transparent bodies,

Revealing the inner workings of their hobbies.

In the corner, a body made of bubbles flows,

Seducing with each sway, its transparent glow,

While fake grass cushions every step,

And the tent beckons all who have wept.

A tickle here and a blow there,

A dance in the air without a care,

This world of milk and technology,

A place where the impossible becomes reality.

So come and explore this fabulous scene,

Where the naked and the intangible convene,

In a world where anything can be,   

And the only limit is what you can see.