Open House

Next to the hillside of lilies

And meadow of dawn

lies our blue vacant house.

How I want to go inside and sleep,


Next to you

on yellow carpet.

I peer over the broken fence

walk along its edges.

You stand on the oak patio smoking,

English accents

“Darling do you mind if I smoke this joint?”

“On our patio? Darling, why of course.”

We tiptoe to the roof with

white eyelashes

and sloshing blue feet.

We dance,


underneath red falling sky.

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