but darling my love is inadequate
said dan to his sheltered love bunny
the kids who skipped along foothill
hiding behind little autos, tires, telephone poles
flying planes we grew our toes
from Basho and his friends, who are out of their minds, looking up
the moon
darling, it's not enough, i'm too unkind
so dan took a walk down summitrose to the park late that night
musing about life
and its all an all too convenient fantastic story
not even worth the hype
it's all so tiring, and just for a trick.
darling, im sorry it's not enough,
that i'm far too sick.
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