uncoupled
from the winter dark
embarked with a giggle
on a drifting quest
dusk
adeptly hugged
the southbound sun
crossed the basin
of the great Mojave
dusk
hung on with a grin
hooky bobbed
across the sandman line,
returned with yesterday
Michelle at Poefusion Friday 5 offered these words in prompt: adept, basin, uncouple, giggle and dusk.
My response takes a short flight into the not-so-real...
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