Query any poem you want.

I dreamed that I had

a boat on a leash,

which was strange

because moments before,

I had it in the ocean,

and I was fishing off

the starboard side.

My nephew was with me

and he got us lost.

We dragged that boat all

over Ventura.

We were looking for

the marina.

The longer that the boat

was on the leash,

the smaller it got.

Pretty soon it was

just a toy, a poisoned

dog that we

threw in the trash.