Did I Invent Dragons?

Talking to myself

A mouth full of questions

Enough love to go around?

Money for milk?

Plopped from the center of a cyclone 

Into a 2-legged, bow-legged girl

Her saturated sensitivities weary me

Pointing my arrow in the wrong direction.

Cherry Jello is my real name

Jiggling is my game

The fruit of my filling so sweet

My neon taste buds dripping in delight.