Ticking Crocodiles

Time’s a bird In dreamland: where Clouds obscure absurdity- Know nothing of the sour air, the Insipidity that is reality; Neverland, behind closed eyes, is closer, Green grass grows there, and I heard Clocks tick slower, even stop; Raunchy pirates flaunt their swords; Ostentatious fairies sprinkle wonder; Crocodiles chase the cowards Over, through, around your …