a dream of fantastic horses
there were red horses.
white horses and spotted
horses. horses so black
they shimmered crow-like
in the morning.
pouring across
the plains of sleep,
thunder horses,
lightning horses,
horses swimming in floods,
dying in deserts.
horses wading withers
deep in snow.
knife-hooved,
prarie-eyed,
mountain-thighed
memory horses,
lathered up unsaddled,
strung out like ribbons in the wind.