Hear the horses of my childhood Poem by Lennart Sjögren

Hear the horses of my childhood
neighing out of the darkness of memory.
Well aware that such auditory hallucinations
are a common occurrence in one's older days
I avoid replying to them in detail

they belong to the floating darkness
they are part of the age of loosening teeth
when the floor becomes ever more treacherous
and I'm sure I heard someone laughing deep down there
or was it crying
enticing as the cooing of wood-doves
in the late childhood evening.