The Long Unsustainable Contempt of Gray Noises

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

stART

Ready To Start.

Today I leave, my smallest in arms.
The eldest at
neighBORS (tension.)
- to speak, say
gnashing teeth
CLapping jaws
to a doctOR-
the plaYER the
piLOT.
are my playthings
a tool
a toy
what is it called?
small steps
leaps across
the sky
Amidst fear
uncertain future
where
wiLL it
go.
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