Glenn Lyvers Artistry in Everything I Do

Clean with Nightmares

2017-05-16

~For Forest

Before he wakes
in a place of majesty,
he is troubled by dreams
of a fallen place,

where he is trapped

between white linens
pinned to a line,
rocking slowly,

a dusty breeze blowing
north, carrying scents
from the valley

where there are bees

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