woke half hoping to grasp some sense
but the world has other plans
had a dream that tells me of a mission
will i believe
or pretend silliness
ruffled feathers guards its young
while a fan tail dance with her reflection
remembered the snake that hung on the tree
as the sunbeam chased my thoughts away
stepped out to begin
but incy stopped me on my tracks
a half a dozen steps and gone
pressed enter
time to move on…
-- jdt/071110
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