I sat in the hollow
Of a grassy cup of earth
Grass so thick, and longish
Blowing like a brunette’s hair
Against the prairie breeze.
I saw one gull
White against an off-white sky
Keeling like a feathery ship
Against a heavy sea-tide
Dancing feathers haloed
In sunlight’s prism.
I shut my eyes tight
And heard an eerie quiet
The quietness of sound
And red and black alternating
I opened my eyes
To this beautiful dream
Again.
So never let me go.
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