the stories of the young (shrimp)
fill hearts with flapping tongues (wimp!)
tell us of the exploits
you haven’t yet begun

the laughter makes the clown (raise)
an identity to crown (praise)
tell us of the tales
you haven’t ever spun

i leave these lurches behind (free)
and live like humankind (me)
tell me nothing but now
the many we are that’s one

Jan 15, 2020