If I never turn around, the visitor would only be with the 57 year old responsible one.
I could pretend I'm in another room as he didn't interrupt that with a greeting
and perceive he just saw to business and not that I didn't clean up for Luke,
an asterisk should be there to reassure of name change
but that'd thud looking like a dust bunny!
The spur of the moment spurs me on to rearranging towards guessing
or fantasizing I could have fun spawn from spontaneity
or at least a smile that isn't childish:
shy then but for my daughter who's ears personify scraps of my journal
(other volumes being on the phoneline),
but now a whisper is the scribbling pen
and the skittish cackle the exclamation mark.
Finally we relax, diagnosing discomfort.
A seed on her tongue is joked to be irregular as carcinoma,
when did it come over because we opened no door just a watermelon.
That jingle jangled the nerves because Papa did for what was ok.
No kissin as I decide against surgery but take away the sugary
but suddenly she's brave to pop her head in the public department of home
and get away from my elbow of 180.
I easily eavesdropped since the only cubicles in the apartment were canopy beds.
She was ordering her illustrated magnets out of the just moved in boxes
which were to be tidied from rows to stacks.
what newspaper did she read for December to be colder,
the greater than equation randomly having been given January already
to make many answers about and not just mercurial 30-31 days,
but last year exemplified this filing
of until tiled...
however it isn't average or typical, oh my lips schooled her
from the distance made by my trance of my own scolding
and so didn't penetrate the beginning barrier.
bye, he said to whoever spoke
directly like the nominal little girl.
I didn't let the other shoe drop from stepping up to the plate
to say hello etcetera
when I had a mess like syntax
and worse a residue of liver trouble that made his cologne a stain
on the air of entry
I couldn't detoxify so much that nearness would be as a nightmare massage
waking you from a zone.
In my principles, I didn't feel a princess of wishes.
Howdy I couldn't, but Hayden I could explain
for a hey to the den that was left.
This symphony 79 is done in a suit this time, not pajamas --
wait, there's the stories for wide eyed transformers of Daddy
quieted when he pulled his hanger by kiddies hanging around just wanting to know Father before the yawn,
not tolerating other yarns very well when it was late!