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Little houses deep asleep
   In beds with down pillows
      people are
                                in wooden miniature houses
                             dogs are
            on couches cats are
               (not in their dedicated sleeping
                  places no they don't)

                        I sleep in far away places
                        in cold beds no duvet
                        fingers clamped in soil

Return to me what was taken
   for granted, this home
      all that was stolen, return
                                  Return to me flowers
                           with butterflies and bees
                    and honey sunlight poems

From little houses fast asleep
  birds fly
    spread their wings
      and lift on wind
     fill the sky
      a dark cloud
         for blind eyes
                 sombre screams
                            to deaf ears

So many words
misunderstood


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July 27, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

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