Copyright © 2009 Ernest Bloom.
Just a lot of cracked bones and
broken crockery. When do we decide
to give up our tree houses for
mortgages, and does anyone
remember why? I see psychedelic
right whales in the sky, but they're
torn down for obfuscating emails
pretending to clarify moving target
official policies, and it seems to me
these people should be smart enough
to prefer grabbing our bikes and
go riding down to the sand cliffs for
some hiking, and to get away from these
patently harebrained adults for a while.
I liked the why/sky/clarify rhyming. That section flowed so well. The word 'crockery' was rather cheeky here (which I loved). :)
ReplyDeleteyeah, adulthood is sometimes overrated but also beautiful in a wicked way. Still, everyone could use with a bit of childlike imagination to conjure a new relativity theory.
ReplyDeleteno one can really give me a credible accounting for why behaving 'like an adult' is wiser than playing like a child.
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