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On a Donkey's Brey

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on a donkey's brey,
i pray for the blue day
your mustang stands kicking down my door.
i thought i saw it's eyes today
but astray i went; chasing old, dead geese.
she-machine, the gears so clean,
i dash into the shade of her hi-beams.
i'm prone to do so when i see the horse's lore.
the mistaken identity crisis came
but astray i went again into the double doors
between what is real and what is unreal.
1995.
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