051111c I Have It Too Poem by Manonton Dalan

051111c I Have It Too



tracking object up above
faster than usual clouds
can't be commercial plane
nor jet from air force base
too high, almost kissing sky
no after-burning, streaking

i saw so few of those back
when i laid my back on hay
counting my days work to be
i paint my dreams up there
maybe you too has this fare
you're sitting dreaming dear

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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