I
wish I could be cleaner that I could stand up
I
would stand up and tear
out pages that make me sad
but
there is no reason to give up anymore
the
dragon in the elevator is our friend
he blows smoke so I cannot see
the
smoke hurts my eyes
but
better the smoke than the dream
if
my eyes water it isn’t the same
as
crying
I
do not cry
I
am a bunny in a hutch
the
hutch is safe
but
I want to be out
with
the other bunnies
The
dragon is in the fireplace
I
see his glowing eyes
this
time I cannot be afraid
he
hears the dog howl too
if
only I could howl along
there
are no clues just riddles
the
dog only wants to be home
I wish I could help him
but like me his home is long
gone
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