STRANGE DREAM
I glide in dream
through musky sky and golden stream
like winged birds ,
in a space ,devoid of words.
a golden bull amidst lush grass,
adorned with gems and silvery brass,
graze in a snowy meadow,
among a herd of buffaloes.
came a roar,
from afar,
and rose a snake,
from the lake.
I stood in daze,
when like a maze,
the land cracked open.
and smoke covered the sun.
up rose a cry,
which torments my soul.
stood in sky
an army of ghoul,
of dragons and monsters.
a legion of terror I see.
I turned toward their slithery master.
whose eyes were upon me
as it gobbled down the bull supreme.
I glide in a strange dream.
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