04-03-2024, 05:06 AM
nights
we made mud sombreros
set plastic army men on fire
and watched the flaming drops
fall into a new sewer ditch.
a thousand nights later
it was whispered questions
about the aching mystery of the female
or the latest Mad Magazine.
there was so much laughter.
then there were no rules.
more thousands of nights later
no longer children
changed utterly by time and death
our hearts can no longer touch.
a history of separation
constricts our voices
we can no longer talk as children talk.
now, only rules remain.
we made mud sombreros
set plastic army men on fire
and watched the flaming drops
fall into a new sewer ditch.
a thousand nights later
it was whispered questions
about the aching mystery of the female
or the latest Mad Magazine.
there was so much laughter.
then there were no rules.
more thousands of nights later
no longer children
changed utterly by time and death
our hearts can no longer touch.
a history of separation
constricts our voices
we can no longer talk as children talk.
now, only rules remain.