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



Cut into  bite size chunks



The flesh of juicy dreams

 Invite your friends to eat

Harvest more from your fertile souls

Surrender bits

 For composting


First Drawer



It has an ugly cow on it in yucky orange

But all my stuff fits in it

The bottom is hard

But I can carry it

Big words on it are not my name

Like I thought

But All my shirts and pants fit in

The yucky cow is dumb

But it has handles on it

I want a pretty cow

But the zipper zips

And all my stuff fits

I can carry it

It’s all mine

Zip zip zip