Breadcrumb #229


See hear, Blue Jay, you have startled me from my sleep!
What right have you to jar me from my recompense
this blissful slumber
free floating on a bed of velvet roses.

I was a bride of Thor
my long thick hair entangled with his steely sword
nude bodies sparkling in the sunshine
fat blonde babies laughing at my feet.

You destroyer of slumber
so jaunty in your disturbance
echoed now by all your brother birds, 
you pry me back from another world.

I will have none of this.
I have a cat you know, I’ll lose my Tom
he’ll eat you,
fragile bones crunching in the moonlight
dripping rivulets of blood
of dreams deferred and love left far behind.

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