Need to be

 

 

‘Or maybe that’s where you need to be’

Whispered the spider to the fly, ‘Well

That’s all that the caterpillar told me’

Sitting there, here, then, back when the now

Broken tea cups singing of cinder

Life style little experience in ways of days

But the knowledge of bird songs and aspirations

To one day true love and sweet kisses built

On growling wolves, red hoods,

Sex type things dressed in a clock to make

Illusions of bondage gear disappearance

‘Or maybe that’s where you need to be’

That’s what he tells me

While we start the second bowl

Knowing contagious words may be truth

 

Author's Note

Cp. 10:37PM Sun 03/16/08 NM though write pushed babble, still sick (Written, Genesis)

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[H. A. M.]

kriminey.
your so cool.