JUST UNDER

Night travel

the vehicle of sleep

a voyage beneath eyelids

a place of forgiveness

absent of answers

voices remembered

faces forgotten

 

a little bit of heaven

from a preachers heart

the sound of hell

from a gamblers hands

 

favorable moons

the burn of lemons

and the taste of honey

 

crossroads in the

desert

 

the best parts

of dreams

yet to come


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