23.1.05

CLOSET FUEL







he was just a little kid and when he goggled
throught the park the tulips

something was wrong with them.
they seemed
clearer than everything else,
more focused.

he skipped on down the park and whistled around
the fountains to glance

they hummed noiselessly.

he dashed out through the gates and straight
home where his mother

her eyes were so bright









2 comments:

Cherry said...

You know I've always loved this one. :)

thorngrubber said...

I dedicate it to Dustin & you ;)