Ambitions (For Stacey and Daver)
I want to fold these words over
and line them up in rows.
I want them to ring and sing
and leave echoes in your ears.
I want to squeeze a syllable
and distill a dream
to lie upon your souls.
I want to plant these lines on your fertile beings
for I know you gentle gardeners will grow them
and happily rest beneath their shade.
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