Sidewalk stories

Horses

It was a dream of horses running through a large plowed field.
I thought they were going to step on me as I stood persistently.
But they were not. But why they were not?
I got sisters on the phone.
It was not the right time since I was still thinking about the horses.
You think it was funny but I guess we are just on different tracks.
If you think it was funny why didn’t you wake me up?
Why don’t you wake me up when I have my funny dreams?
Those dreams are state of affairs they don’t change with no sweats here.
Why didn’t you wake me up?
Oh I still think about the horses now.

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