I stare at the sky full of dreams
Floating passed me.
Dreams untouched by the
depths of the Earth
I chase them
And my teeth crunch
Under the weight of my feet
As they fall from my jaw
One by one.
There's a Minotaur
Flying on the back of an Eagle
Next to me
With gnarling teeth
And gentle eyes.
He leads me to his pond.
The path behind me dissipates
Into a nothingness so full
Of blackness
it feels solid and cold at the touch.
The Minotaurs ponds
are the color of roses you leave on a headstone.
I see my broken teeth have sunk
to the bottom
and the dreams I was chasing in the sky
are floating on the surface.
The Minotaur rolls words
Heavy off of his slimy tongue
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