The Plural They, My Children,
They are the most beautiful creatures,
moving at the speed of their growth,
and perhaps it is just my voice
it puts their memory
as the hour of bedlam closes.
that is perhaps a dangling scarecrow
...with a crow problem.
in what appears to be a dance.
the most beautiful creatures.
unappear like translucent ninjas.
fooled me with invisibility amulets again!
to dance victoriously upon
the vanquished foe that am I.