On Summer Trees & Ashy Knees Poem by Johnny Watt
On Summer Trees & Ashy Knees
If I bit a sandwich
and my tongue then did turn blue
I would stare with widest eyes
and ask if yours did too.
If I fell asleep
by a fire burning bright
would i then dream of volcanos
or gates of pearly white?
I think that I must go now
no nonsense left to share
I'll hold my breath and close my eyes
and vanish through the air.
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