by William Mollohan
child
the child in my soul
wants to cry
question cry argue fight
stories untold
I love you absent
warm toast dry
solid foundation salt-less
shackled spice cabinet
leash-less blank-page-manual
the child in my mental scrapbook
still rides
that bicycle without
friction restriction
restraint cares
hugs caresses
wanting wanted
while avoiding
inside or out there
were picnics black and white
fill the colors empty
crayon box
mannequins shadow puppets
silhouettes mimes ghosts
the child in my heart
un-met
echoes unheard
vibrates un-used
in a vacuum tube
seventeen-year-old cicada
in a Straight jacket
Ron,
greetings from
a fellow Illini
class of 1981
out of date
by just one
millenium milenium milinium millenia
er, millennium
thank-you dear
wiktionary
ADVICE was picked
randomly
by Kenneyth Baker
our Meetup host
of an almost
double digit not jointed
though some may be
tokin' attendees crowding
each Tuesday 7:30pm PDT
a room temperature
welcome is hereby
extended to you
midwesternly and
globally
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