red and black flowers adorn white bed comforter

Rapid I Movement

when the sun sets and dinner is done
after my bath and brushing my teeth
lay down with me and read me a story
white horses and saltwater
old cowboys and bullfighters
make me believe the unbelievable
that you made me and you love me
that I will wake up and it will all still be here

on one leg like a pink flamingo
this great dollhouse of consciousness
thatched with hair and whitewashed
linen armor against the sword of the sun

isn’t love as unlikely as airplanes?
Papa, why do we exist?
You know but you are not telling me
Can we go riding tomorrow?