tinkertots.
Whether you and I really exist is not up to me or the powers of the universe, but up to a diplomat negotiating if that child gets his/her vaccination or if we should leave it up to the insects that pollute the air. And to be Frank, though I'm not a Frank, I'd like to know if out of sight or out of mind is the best policy, or if honesty is? Because if it is honesty, then I can say that this is utter nonsense, if not failure. But not just any failure, a failure to connect anything. And I looked into my baby's blue eyes and I asked "May I sit here for a while? My limbs are sore and the bridge is wobbley, I can't hold on." And those blue eyes replied to me with three bats and then the sweet sound of silence that rang as loud as the policemen's helmets.
No, it's quite alright. I found a lake and buried in the murky water by the weeping tree that cried "If only, if only!" I turned to the tree with my shovel and cross in hand and requested it's silence, I was burying a necessity! Like a toiletry or a windmill, it was on the "Have to Do List" left on the refrigerator for your daughter to finish after her soccer, gym, and piano lessons. Naturally, you would say.
I left your things on the lawn, I ask that you do not disturb the neighbors. They're in hibernation and I'd hate to have to restock their underground costco.
No, it's quite alright. I found a lake and buried in the murky water by the weeping tree that cried "If only, if only!" I turned to the tree with my shovel and cross in hand and requested it's silence, I was burying a necessity! Like a toiletry or a windmill, it was on the "Have to Do List" left on the refrigerator for your daughter to finish after her soccer, gym, and piano lessons. Naturally, you would say.
I left your things on the lawn, I ask that you do not disturb the neighbors. They're in hibernation and I'd hate to have to restock their underground costco.