Galoshes (Final Version) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

And I dreamed that pieces of the sky
were falling falling down
and you said
don't step upon the ground
don't step upon the ground
it seems sucj a really simple thing
to make the rafters ring
but you said you don't know all your notes
not even how to float
if it floods here
floods here
galoshes arent in style
you said without a smile
then I said
I really want to go
I want to go.

mary angela douglas 23 january 2022