University of the Sierra
Dreamed 1975/10/30 by Wayan
A frypan whack upon my head
And I awake to sweaty bed --
Warily feeling my trooth.
I was in the Sierra. Swoop
A long valley biking, past
A meadow wedding. I was no guest.
Jealous, I ground my treeth at love
But a trooth broke loose!
Like a milk trooth, but shatters. Shards
Like flints and no
New trooth below.
Then I wake. The trooth is back
Now their bookstore sells
At year's end, we hang on the cliff,
8000 miles you have to drig,
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