books
anger
still wonder sometimes
right
you also want
then
***********************************************************who is right
to anger
left to wonder sometimes
if the books
of mother goose
leave one a little misguided
there is no anger there
just rhymes and fun times
mischief well rehearsed
and all is right
not shouting into the night
no crying
no words of spite
you also want the fairy tale
just as we all were led to believe
it exists, missed the mark on that one
shown the truth
in a wicked way
the way life gives you lessons
are a little less proper
a little less prim
a better teacher for the truth
a better choice of words of wisdom
might have been
the true stories
of The Brother's Grim
~ Mindy~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
the books
stacked by the bed
in the floor
tell me no more
about your anger
than the way
you brush your teeth
you sleep
curled to the right
then you wake in the night
and you eat
you also want peace
soft fleece
while i am claws
and chaos with teeth
you pass by
less aggressive
than a zipper
on a fly
i still wonder sometimes
if you threw that wrench
into my plumbing
accidentally
an anomaly
~lill
