those words and visions
inside our heads
those times that made us
laugh and cry
by and by
seeing all our dreams
as restless clouds
in the relentless sky
i was born on the tenth
on the eleventh
i wore feathers
in my hair
war paint
rearranging
my tattooed face
my squinting eyes
staring into the duplicitous sun
gauging autumn's fall and old man winter
in that dreamy stead
waiting for lilac spring and sunflower summer
all those carrot top words and broccoli visions
salad dreams in my winter bed
those cold dark times
starvation almost saw us die
by and by
all our replacement dreams
complacency so it seems
we can only try and try
cookies for breakfast
donuts for lunch
cake for supper
wonders and stars
adoring the steadfast sky

  

  
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