Saw snakes as tall as buildings rising
and scorpion stars shining
I lay on clean grass waiting
for fear based realities to take me,
created a story I could understand
from my point of view
as I held my mother above
on her narrow bed
while she excreted
black vomit like mud,
then lay her down to sleep alone,
flew back on a flying object
where my children waited
for me
to ride back through blue mountains,
with wild horses running
home
ldn
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