Pool my
calm and collected
future tense lullabies,
oh I’ve got
fables that would make
even Aesop’s stomach turn.
Sweet smiles for lessons
yet to be learned.
Finding secrets in trees,
it’s almost like I had a
childhood.
Impish grin and I’m
flicking quarters at problems.
Steer clear, I warn.
I’ve got bones to pick from;
closets impending resolution.
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