scratching dream for children we
I.
i had been born on straight
steely tracks lifting cars slightly
off their chassis as I passed
authentic incubated sensual
swinging sword courageous ripe
glaring-into-the-sun enlightened i
having all i ever wanted
there was never question as to if
i dreamt the world of my i
cannot now look into my own
sorry eyes, for they have seen
square into anguish
II.
scratching out scratching out
a dream for children we
daughter we son we baby
scratch out father’s green scratch
passion humor mother’s heart scratch
our scratch child scratch anguish
hers mine anguish incubated dreamed of
disappeared indulged laughter scratched
piggy back rides poems scratched
scratched out egg clutch of eggs
Dear Egg, where are you hiding,
scratching
gently scratching dream for children we
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