Climbing
the pomegranate stairway,
searching
for the key. Neon ribbons
glimmer
like daisies spilling
through
fingers. Gold conveyers
swirl,
angels raining seeds
in
a metal harvest. The velveteen
rabbit,
his misshapen lumps
flopping
on the couch, ponders
the
difference between what is
plastic
and what is real.
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