Last night I saw a stallion pulling a
buggy through Downtown.
It had various bags lapped over it’s frame.
Some for feed and some for shit.
The horse had blinders on to prevent
it from getting startled.
I imagined that the horse dreamed of grassy hills,
fresh water streams and thorn bushes
strewn with berries and snake foam luxuries.
The young couple in the buggy
held tightly to their camera straps
and roses wrapped in plastic.
Ray Strickland
July 17, 2011