Nerve-ray fragment

I saw a swirling red lake
through the window of a mental hospital
scared waterfalls were pouring in from every side
massive logs turned in the nervous gush
never moving toward the center's
mysterious whirlpool
and a waterslide beckoned with
diamond-bubbles of sun
leaning against the sky's veil
an afternoon moon lit it all up

I could see the childish feet
of spirits climbing
up metallic ladders
fire-escaping towards the sun's reflection
on a meteorite made of sidewalk chalk