In a field of
grasshopper heat
of
the pride
the prone
of
the all that
is forever gone
of
crow hops - hops - hops
down a bug
of
a bridge I built
across a creek
of
frogs that
take a peek
of
overhead
an eagle soars
of
a mouse
fast in the grass
of
cattails
around the pound
of
a snake , branched
hanging on
of
upon seeing me
falls and is gone
of
a sea of goldenrod
and green
of
sadly seeing
yesterday's dream
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
In a field of
grasshopper heat
of
the pride
the prone
of
the all that
is forever gone
of
crow hops - hops - hops
down a bug
of
a bridge I built
across a creek
of
frogs that
take a peek
of
overhead
an eagle soars
of
a mouse
fast in the grass
of
cattails
around the pound
of
a snake , branched
hanging on
of
upon seeing me
falls and is gone
of
a sea of goldenrod
and green
of
sadly seeing
yesterday's dream
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