shelter

 

A dream world awakens in my reality

like i've become that naughty boy again

 

climbed a tree to see the horizon

from distant lands, breathtaking women

 

who soak the dirty laundry in the river

firm buttocks stabbed backwards

 

and I call from my high hiding place

for freedom and the right to dream again.

 

 

© Jeroen Splinterman.

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