Negotiations
Welcome to my wigwam.
If you don't mind
we'll sit cross-legged
by our fire and listen
to the sounds we make
above background noises
please don't go,
let's stay long enough
to hear music playing.
"You're a bunch of overgrown hippies," says Virginia's neighbor, the one who wanders the woods and keeps getting arrested for hunting without a permit. "Hippies, maybe," says Virginia, "but not overgrown. We're only now beginning to put down roots."
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