the problem dream

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with my legs going down the hole
comes her tongue emerging up the hole

in "could you help?"
to "could you go away
just for a while"

popular for times
the king of princesses.

muddies feet, chops hedges,
spades the trench needed
to drain our final views

princesses chop and holy whoops too,
not so dainty

my love is as attached to her
as mud, muck and blood,

her carriage is the road itself
lifting her thighs
moving her along as swiftly
or in such slowness that they
disappear for days and moons
in the undergrowth,

only to emerge to my worried face
now happy and being kissed move on
to
where ever it is they go

Goods:
boots high laced for the thorns of the hedge,
boots high laced for the thorns of the hand carriage

books for understanding the crops and plantings
books for pattern braiding the vast tendrils of the hidden thicket

tools for spreading root and limb
tools for spread, all brute and native growth

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