i am asleep and dreaming, like the coyote lying limp on the shoulder of my most beloved
highway 101
a casualty of spring
note my four paws finally come to rest, my full, speckled tail does not wag and
the foolish, rattling pinball machine of my heart stills and ceases those deafening, breathcatching beats
so unruly and reddening to my unsuspecting cheeks!
'how they once plagued me,'
laughs my dreamself
'i was so in love then'
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