Chariot of Dream

5-27-90

I am the unicorn
and I draw the chariot of 
Dream
in the streets of my desire
so much freedom
to possess.

what happens is
as yet dreams
do forsee
my chariot is pulled by a glowing butterfly
with her skin of gilded satin
and her mind of triumphant passion
To you I give me.
Together
Unicorn and Butterful
search and destroy
foolish rationalizations of
callous rage and
	nonessential pestilence
creation of cowardice
	and the everyman's dream
found by unicorn destroyed by butterfly
of dreams of me.