Saturday, August 18, 2012

...couldn't leave well enough alone

couldn't not meddle

hadda peek in the cookie jar

hadda look deep in the closet

wouldn't stop 'til I found the hidden gift

wouldn't stop 'til I knew it was the one I wanted

years later I held it on my lap

it was beastly heavy and I had trouble grasping it

doesn't matter what it is

it was what I wanted and once I had it

I was bereft of any enjoyment

I regretted getting the thing

children ransack attics and basements and I wonder

what they'll end up doing with this...little as I know what to do myself...

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