Dreams Without Wolves

Hopeless
He says

And I know he speaks
Of the wolves that chase him
Bared teeth, ever present

Especially in his dreams

Build a home
With a falu red door
I tell him

Wear socks gecko green
Find the monarch’s landing
In a kiss
I tell him

Play music
Or at least absorb
Search out each person’s
Color, each love

I tell him
Your children will float
In dreams without wolves

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