Poetry – “After I Dreamt of the Wolf”

 

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After I Dreamt of the Wolf // by Jennifer Patino

 

Sheep
hide in plain sight
& lure me
into a psychedelic pasture

Swirled,
no chaser helps the fuzzy cotton
go down a caked pipe,
but a droplet of mystical rain water

collected by an awakened shepherd
will dry me right out

 

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This writer is a member of The Literati Mafia.

 

 

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