A Happy Kingdom

I sit on this moon.
I stare at your walls.
The hair on your head
are lemons to my nose.

I listen to the noise.
The demons on your skin
are running swiftly,
creeping loudly.

I sleep on a cradle.
I dream of a saddle.
The laughter in the rain
is a happy kingdom.

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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4 Responses to A Happy Kingdom

  1. great line: “the hair on your head are lemons to my nose” !

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