{"text":"A tired man lay down his headin a dusty room so dim,and for so long his wife did shakeand yell to waken him.Meanwhile his thoughts, his dreams, did stirof sandy, red bullfights,of powder-blasts in the airand carnival delights.Yet still his wife was in despairin a dusty room so dim,for she knew death was a whorenot far from tempting him.","author":"Roman Payne","tags":["bull-fighters","bull-fights","bulls","carnaval","carnival","carnivals","death","death-dream","despair","dreaming","dying","dying-at-home","fireworks","husband-and-wife","husband-and-wife-relationship","poetry","torredor","whore","whores"],"id":154838,"author_id":"Roman+Payne"}