Gallop

You came to me like galloping horses.
Down in the bed.
All through my head.
Trying to make me feel happy.
Trying to make me feel safe.
Though through the fog, and through the haze.
A headless horseman swipes at my skull.
And bloody horse heads wind up at my feet.

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3 thoughts on “Gallop

  1. very interesting work, not sure I completely understand but will reread and think on it more later, when time allows 🙂 but nice work nonetheless 🙂

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