Apprehension made you pause To study the attrition clause, Ascertain the forward path, Condescend to actually ask.... Condescend to feel the heat Of the artwork at your feet.
M@Foxglove,Taranaki NZ
Quietly, lightly
This path I wrote wrought with missed twists and turns and trip wires made of pit vipers camouflaged in ****** stripes the color of Bumble Bees that make me pale humbly I ask help me please I hear foot steps quietly, lightly on the trail close behind me.