Please Ms Hepburn

there isn’t a basic

understanding

that speaks

every time

i ask

age on all fours

barking at the darkness

my eyes begin to play tricks

illusions of the grand design

what fills an empty pocket

but my hands

once they were filled

all are empty

amusement

for the idle

the eyes of my mind

are open

seeding  life

though from a distant

still clear enough

to make out the details

the lines that are drawn

the obstacles that are

put in front of me

tripping as I go lightly

a bath tub for my bed

there isn’t a basic

understanding

unisex

the one size that fits all

 

One thought on “Please Ms Hepburn

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *