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Daydream
Long since abandoned,
the cupboards bellow with ease as
I bask in the loving arms of a newborn sun.
My hands give way to fields of flowers and have no agenda.
Silent waters collage the cork board ground just outside the kitchen window.
Unable to lurk about
all shadows have slithered home for the day
leaving me just enough time to carefully
interpret these structural fables long since forgotten.
Ray Strickland jr. 2001
