considering the naming of things:
our preferences show deference
to labels
twelve small fingers there, a visage prophesied everywhere
the curvature of a promise told, that through misadventure grows woefully old
aquatic light-playing nuances, perilous stirrings in nighttime seances
marble halls splintered and razed, mirth in a harrowing endless maze
worship of a familiar stranger
we name it all
force comfort on what discomfits
condescend to tie ends
feel better, now
feel better
YOU ARE READING
Poems for Peculiar Children
PoetryThis is a second anthology of my more whimsical and curious poems. They aren't so much for children, though anyone can read them!
