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Dark Baby Lullaby
Lullabies make me wish I were an infant again,
dark and lovely,
staring wide-eyed at my toys and my mechanical pop-up Pooh.
Lullabies make me wish I could be rocked
and have stars hung up within my reach
and naps start their guardian angels drifting to dark eyes.
Blue-green sea eyes are changing
like baby fists with fathomless nails.
Nights turn us into angels
when we are rocks and babies and bears
in caves of blankets.
Dreams define the tunnels of night.
We are all in the backseat of God’s Cutlass
and too little to open our eyes.
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The last sentence is one of my favorite of all time:)