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Pegasus
I’m far too lazy for therapy today.
For clutching the reins of my imagination
to hold its head pointing to the ground
and break its spirit.
No.
Instead, I think I’ll let the steed run free.
And jump up on its back.
And let it try to buck me off,
as it capers to the moon,
or the sun,
or the city dump,
or wherever the scents of clover and sage
and cool water lure it.
Or maybe I’ll loll in the shade of the porch
and watch it cavort and leap
until it vaults the rail of the corral
and, joyful, speeds to places I can’t go.
Tonight, it will come home
and whisper what it’s seen.
Pegasus
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