last night i dreamed i was chasing rainbows
framing them just so and almost clicked
but the light would change
or a person would move.
woke up and thought about tulip bulbs
how they live on indefinitely
deep in ground through a slow hard winter
until they creep up in spring
push forth the flowers that bees and people love
their only purpose to create
a continuing line of other bulbs
these secret things
that no one ever sees.
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i really do love your poems, jojo.
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