Like Puppies
1 min readSep 25, 2016
At our best
We wake from dreams of strange houses
Aromas potent
Lazy in our heads
Entangled limbs
Pillowed on the sky, an arm, a breast
Safe
At our best
We wake from dreams of strange houses
Aromas potent
Lazy in our heads
Entangled limbs
Pillowed on the sky, an arm, a breast
Safe
Too many things, and also a farmer. I love my family more than anything else in the world, but cannot resist interesting problems in any field whatsoever.