Cleaning, then Going to Sleep and Dreaming
Killer whales in the flood
That fills the room, vacuum parts and mattress floating
Above mud;
I bluff them back;
No shame in mud now, I’m noting
Drawbacks,
It seems,
Having gloating
Dreams.
Killer whales in the flood—
No shame in dirt now—I’m noting
Dreams.
Copyright © Lora Butcher | Year Posted 2023
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