10-22-2026, 07:06 AM
I, people, not you, your mother, big sexy horse, the crew
Sailing, stare, leaning, smuggled
Dream, not naked, wet flank, rum
There's a lot going on the first stanza, too many moving parts but maybe it goes somewhere
Horse, not burro, not mule, whores, anybody, mare, you, mule, housecat
Being, knows, assault, thinking
Farm,
Lots of new characters in the second stanza but nothing really happening about it, maybe I will understand the title soon
He, you, your mother, I, horse, mule
Want, feel, rustle, cuts
heels, fingers, leaves, fur, nose, apple, eyes
I'm making a lot of connections by the third stanza between the farm and the animals, but there's additional characters,
Oracle, I, your mother, the horse, sage,
Lean, share, wind up, replaced, speak
Vapors, jewel, word
So the horse is the mother, him is the sage mule
Love is a complex dream I guess and doesn't have to make sense, convoluted, so being no longer in love is trying to make sense of the whole thing? So it just sounds like nonsense? I'm trying to understand, I also don't understand why people start poems with 'on...' like a journal of thoughts -all thoughts any thoughts- I'm afraid I'm thinking too much about it, best I can do for intensive sorry!
Sailing, stare, leaning, smuggled
Dream, not naked, wet flank, rum
There's a lot going on the first stanza, too many moving parts but maybe it goes somewhere
Horse, not burro, not mule, whores, anybody, mare, you, mule, housecat
Being, knows, assault, thinking
Farm,
Lots of new characters in the second stanza but nothing really happening about it, maybe I will understand the title soon
He, you, your mother, I, horse, mule
Want, feel, rustle, cuts
heels, fingers, leaves, fur, nose, apple, eyes
I'm making a lot of connections by the third stanza between the farm and the animals, but there's additional characters,
Oracle, I, your mother, the horse, sage,
Lean, share, wind up, replaced, speak
Vapors, jewel, word
So the horse is the mother, him is the sage mule
Love is a complex dream I guess and doesn't have to make sense, convoluted, so being no longer in love is trying to make sense of the whole thing? So it just sounds like nonsense? I'm trying to understand, I also don't understand why people start poems with 'on...' like a journal of thoughts -all thoughts any thoughts- I'm afraid I'm thinking too much about it, best I can do for intensive sorry!
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