dirty dreams and dry

and each new day
seems
a terrible wonder

a sudden smite
and the well is dry

a dirt-foul-brown stain
is a crack
through the heart

pray for water

to cleanse us

pray for water
for rain

pray

dreams like these
pain my eyes

© Frank Prem, 2006


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