Birds break kind kings so softly yet yearning never knowing
That texts teach truths to timid toddlers
always asking about aplles and arrows and
never noticing nice neighbors nor 
friends for fighting fists 
but boys back blindly 
into ink indents inside 
every eerie economy eating
money more mocking mummblers
deny deathly dark demons
of over oweing or 
paying promply pining pictures
up unbelieving urgent utilities
saying so shakingly softly 
that texts teach truth to timid toddlers.

7:12 PM 9/26/04