The Horse

Horses at sunset

Horses at sunset

The horse and the colt

stand at the white fence

while a golden sunset lies

across their backs like

a golden goblet used by a king

in a fairy tale.

I look out the car window.

I can only wish

There were a cube of sugar

or a carrot in my coat pocket.

The horse watches our car pass

with sadness in her watery, black

eyes.

 

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