What Is Revealed
the mouse in the hole who loves the hole,
how the serpent's tail shimmers as one has
tossed it with a very long stick out the door
shouting - the door shouts too - 'be gone!
no more! ' one has learned to shake the
sheets, the pants, the socks, the topsy
turvy heel-worn shoes before the getting
into because scorpions and spiders dwell
therein and even a snake loves a warm bed,
my pillow for its head, found once a skin
shed on a flower-patterned pillow case
where fleecy lambs forever pink silently
low as the cloth grows thin from head wear,
dream wear, because I was once a sleeping man
poem by Warren Falcon
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