I hope there's wind
in heaven, and dogs
bark at shadows.
I'm cozy in my bed
beside a sleeping wife.
She dreams of babies
born exponentially.
Holding an empty
hand, I lie awake
listening for life.
My Soul's Ladder
About Me
in the future past
Friends and Interests
Owl Creek Mountains
Thermopolis, Wyoming
The Jungle I Live In
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2 comments:
always been a sucker for dog poems. now i get to add the ones in heaven. good one,billy.
Thanks, James, for me this poem has a lot deeper things going on than at first glance, but if nobody else sees that then I guess it has nothing much going on.
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