Sonny

In all seriousness I like the boy.
We are just playing, playing…
The controllers of the mountains
probably are concerned,
with murder and incest and bleeding.

I will not take my son for granted
as he climbs out of the mud,
shaking like a bosom wanting hearts.

If a show of shoes was an answer
for an army against the clock
I would know that yes there are just few
that knew my son the way I knew.

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Author: leeethomas

Visual Artist, musician and writer from Australia. Interested in Love and the Mind.

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