"Heading off to volcano with a red dress."
creative destructing, dangerous,
a burden levelled with blood fire,
humming bird flowers on black lava rocks.
Sipping nectar-dream to dream on the back of humpback whales and airplanes,
firm muscled sweaty warm body.
...why was she walking the frozen Green River below the Cora Y, with a black dog?
So many years ago with promises, our dreams scattered in slick rock.
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