THIS SHORTAGE OF ENERGY
For sure my breathing is affected by
the stamina of the wind and rain. It
seems heavy, sometimes, the air,
like something I'd not want to take
in. (You can break my back with
the bric-a-brak cat but I'll not go
running to tell). One time, way
back in school, we were made
to play tether-ball. What a stupid
sort is that as it defies all meaning:
having a ball, usually free to roll
and roam, tethered and roped to,
a lame captive, like that. 'Are they
trying to tell us something?' I
thought, as only a kid can think.
My lesson for the day : 'Get me
out of here; get me out of here.'
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