flying out only to up end.
with kids shouting.
and pointing at me.
call out for direction.
eye locked on the ground.
.
I've been trying to understand.
why do I dream this all the time.
was walking around
by where the waters meets
the dry.
earth
then I in this dream I fly away
on driftwood wings.
sweet dreams.
I'm not sure how
to land here I go
waking up in
placed point atop this .church
steeple .
©p.wolf
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