Baby Steps

Desperate for respite from showers un-curtained; we’re certain of worth and its pen of blend retention. “Sit out now, detention, mouth closed and ears high.” Our mouths stay shut, but in pairs of eyes we cry:

“Lies! Lies! Forget that fun dies, our minds keep all ties to the sight of bright light in sunrise. We need no time-out from blind doubt and mind-bout, just trust us.”

Our name brand tame land says no.

The rest of us are waiting.

~ by cptgibbs on April 13, 2010.

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