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poem for today, in the misc. poems

I set a jar of sand inside my dreams



I set a jar of sand inside my dreams

growing an impossible flower that

no one can pick when the heat got too much

and I woke with a terrible headache

the jar of sand in my dreams was actually

a hand trying to erase each wave of pain

pool all that energy into a motor boat

the hand was holding that flower tight

until I could smell the morning air just

after rain and nothing could be plucked

out of me even the clouds took thin breaths

the hand that held the dream dropped

knowing just then the odds



-s.m.g.

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