Why
when we grow fangs...
It is so startling
how precise...
kinky dinky is about to float a new ship
in the either of my space...
“Dad? What is the meaning of life?”
I used to concern myself with that...
My Legacy
Like a river...
We hear what makes us deaf,
We see what makes us blind...
As a small child
I made a big promise...
That boy is not the world,
And he will leave you shaking in the shower...
Until the doctor
pointed at my shadowed scan...
Not looking for it
but something was found once lost...
I wasn’t told that your kids
make you wanna throw yourself in a river with...
On your quest ,
to journey of life...