39 Horses My Mom Loved ONLINE
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The Past
Peaceful dreams sweep sweetly low and well
Nutrition sinks into the soil- helps flowers grow
Sings with bloody lip-stick for a microphone
Listen, and dreams will swallow the song
Breathe showers of soft candy and
gelatin delight.
She fell asleep to sparrows' wings blotting
out the moon.  The heat of a summer sunrise
calling- Come let me lay my bed of wool in
your yawning mouth.  The light crept upon
forever as it traveled with itself, upon itself,
into her smallest dream.