Feast on dreams and verbs
Round glows festivus
Burn your dreams for firewood
Plucked by minds to smell
A dream to bite and chew
Washed the etherial dirt off
shucked
Peeled
Cut into bite size chunks
Chopped
sauteed
The flesh of juicy dreams
Invite your friends to eat
Harvest more from your fertile souls
Surrender bits
For composting
Delicious! When “eat your words” is not a rebuke but a tasty suggestion. I love the way my poems taste!
(late response, here. My e-mail is a mess, like the Aegean stables.)
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