Mother Nature, who you tryin ta fool?
There used to be walls here, padded on the inside with a tin can outer shell.
Over time the weather wore it down and away and now only bars remain, leaving just enough to be caged in.
The only thing that makes contact with the barrier is a small wooden sign hanging crooked by a proportionally small, rusted nail.
"Look, but don't touch", it reads.
Like the signs in the home-made ceramic stores at the beach.
Don't get mad because the sign labels you as childish, indecisive, and clumsy, after all you must be since you put yourself in that cage, darling.
You'll get over it, weather stays forever.
Over time the weather wore it down and away and now only bars remain, leaving just enough to be caged in.
The only thing that makes contact with the barrier is a small wooden sign hanging crooked by a proportionally small, rusted nail.
"Look, but don't touch", it reads.
Like the signs in the home-made ceramic stores at the beach.
Don't get mad because the sign labels you as childish, indecisive, and clumsy, after all you must be since you put yourself in that cage, darling.
You'll get over it, weather stays forever.