Daydream

Blind, I traversed the streets

Begging at night, like a starving dog

Scraps of rancid meat

Always hungry

*****

Jacaranda trees are in full bloom

You pick one for me

I save the petite flower, delicate and easily crushed, it survives

A breeze, a walk, a wet jean pocket

Two dragonflies dance together across the sky

Nuzzle me in the sunshine

*****

I can see

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