In A World Where Art Screams…Mentality Listens

“Please put the kids to bed.”

Don’t worry bout ‘ol Dad.

Why can’t I find those keys?

 

“Where are you going dear?”

The door is oh so near…

And so are these deep needs.

 

“I’m going to get bread.”

“Don’t wait up, ” I said

But she knows just what Bread means

 

He watched his wife look down

Then she slowly turned around

“They’re in your dirty jeans.”

 

Is she talking ’bout my keys?

 

To be continued…

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