a bit hungry


  "Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend.  
   Inside of a dog it's too dark to read." 

           - Groucho Marx

seeds in hand

Unknown judge said no harvest 
 but we had seeds in hand
 (in dream).

Reality bites like a hurt dog
 afraid and hit as the real fades away
 in the noise of the cutting grass day
 shining on the wounds.

As real as the movie is and has to be,
 be it, while sorry is being whispered
 (in dream).

It was too fragile, like a bird on a branch
 resting and singing before leaving,
 to be believed in so the egg was ate in an omelette
 before taking the next plane.

A vulture squeaks and flies around,
 waiting to clean bones
 (in dream?)
 while the land gets hungry.



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