Faint at the sight of needlesa squeamish gene, I’m sure Suck it up, adult self admonishesChild looks away, breath held Sixty-two years its been thustoo many pokes to count And now there is new promisea vaccine to ward off the virus Hope reduced to one tiny vialbelieve me, this sleeve’s rolling up. (Written for Reena’s […]
For every childvowed to be the calyxto cradle each budding soulwith a tender heart But I am imperfectideals devolvingin the face of losscross unbearable Tend my own garden nowrecognizing the powerof example overridingoppression of control. (Image my own)
Concrete is cold, imposingdoes nothing for aesthetics At least we’re protected,I tell the littles, ignoring Snot dripping, slimeoozing from unsealedwindowsills, cobwebsand bits of shedding pink It’s the best I can do:four walls and a roof. Except the ceilingis bulging, mold and rotcertain to rain down on us While upstairs, the manignores the leaks, luxuriatesin his […]
Ha ha…good one!
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Thanks, lol.
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Great opportunity to quit!
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Hmmm…wonder how many sailors smoke? My dad was a sailor and he smoked like a chimney, so that’s my association.
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That’s pretty funny. I’m sure they must smoke somewhere on board.
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I’m sure they’re not jumping in with the sharks for a light up, lol.
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🙂
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So then they aren’t allowed to smoke? 😂😂🤣 Love it!
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No idea – but can’t imagine it.
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Good question!
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Lol.
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