Peculiar dream front door take a right eat up half a block of a concrete to the corner take a right once more slash the boulevard cross the neighbors yard in the park in the dark in my nightclothes I'm standing by the swing that is empty but it's moving I'm sure I left you here a longtime ago your absence is bewildering going home with a ghost and renewed loss and no sense of how I got here. c.c. grey
Reason for writing:
For Gaylean
Birth sign: Virgo
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