Wrinkling saying so, stooping
To fit the aches--
The ears' hammers became paperweights
While the dead pets became memorabilia of
Mid generation confusion, as each side sought
A common language to
The soul was common, and like a body it was
Blemished with a shadow.
"I wish you would speak up"
"I wish it was your fortune at my bare feet as had never been once before."--
"You needn't say anything. old wall. I understand."