It gets hard to read their writing
old words too alive lively just now
paper ghosts that insist on love
kids with sugar cooped up
when they should be quietly
watered down
reading the newspaper of today
instead of using them for yet
more wrappings more bindings.
Funny, I had to head out for water last night: I stood by the river to escaped that cooped up feeling. Great write Susan.
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