My Heart has a Stutter My Tongue Can't Articulate

I went sailing today

Where circles never felt so straight.

The rubber was my sails

And the pavement was my sea.

The sky was my speakers;

And the stars sang its song

All reason was lost

And not bid adieu

For when did logic

Appreciate nonsensical company?

Reality will never make a home

For such a delightful ship;

Making an undelightful docking

For a vessel of dreams.