Weird white dragon
by Smokey Farris

Weird white dragon:

We don’t count down the diminishing days like we did once.
Hapless counterparts to strangeness in hollowed out corpses.
Inspirited oranges made sacred by torture of the spirit.
Photo-holographic memories actualizing the hidden mirror.
Reality turns in circles while the goat trainer dreams of space.

Longitudinal nightmare sits behind the grass speaker, whispers.
Compliments my medicine friend. You have very nice grass.
The grass continued to speak and I heard about it through a friend.
This majic dressing room for the model sway of wind across land.
Hi-jinx panther cat, ravaging distractions, made way of model steel.