Fear Day

His almost mother

And his (this) father

Ensnarled think,

Fear. Fear upon this fabulous day!

Fear is what they want this day to be about.

Ye Fear's upon their written plan

For this day without circling

Their picnic, grabbing the son

(And son's friend) by the agency of the afternoon

To dump them headfirst into the r Mazda trunk

Just for a minute dearies, (the almost mother says),

We'll give permission to you out soon.

Glorious day for Fear, the sum of two units adults neck,

Thinking about having another kid or sum of two units or three-

Little barbed bald kids-

To take upon Sundays to the park!

After all, your son isn't mine, she says.

And her breasts stretch out toward him

Like two he doesn't know whats

But they're friendly and bobbing in his face

And he's going to do something with them.

He just doesn't know how/when.

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