Awoke
did I
to trap a dream
untrammeled in its art
But hurriedly it lost its gleam
Though I drew it part by part
How to capture?
How to keep
such singleness of soul?
Such loving rapture
born of sleep-
‘twas one of Heaven’s foal!
The Following
Brand "X" , and ACME, poems and stories. Surreal, sappy, funny, horrific, and human.
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