A herd of rainbows
rained across my brain
I rose still stranded
in an ornate dream
and woke to find
the world had been remanded
to something called the real
who ruled as a distant monarch
no one would obey
though soon they say
she's coming for a visit
maybe staying for the fall
to linger above the rivers
and practice her siren's call
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