More free association. It doesn’t have to make sense. No, I don’t do crack.
Undone, my moonlight sonata
My glowling morel thorn’s dew
My nonsensical senses sense it
Awaken unto licking light hush
The thrush…
A lush glade, brazen, bare
For the wedding flower sweet
And slick with new rain
It
Never felt so there, here
Wait I will, still
My lover’s loved one is me
In chains I am free
But how do chains make one free?
Must be
Close to a day of riding
Cross-country
Cross-skies
Crossed eyes
Sleep and awaken
Unshaken!
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