White Wood Houses

White Wood Houses

A Poem by Cassidy Mask

In my dreams I was still there

But dusty red and sweltering heat

The dogs and other animals

Lay lurking and came searching

In the nighttime when the ceiling leaked

© 2012 Cassidy Mask


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Added on June 17, 2012
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Cassidy Mask
Cassidy Mask

Singapore



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