There's a lovely little proverb "Not my circus Not my monkeys" Which is too say It's not your problem But sometimes, unfortunately It is your circus -Kel Dayheart

Change of Pace

As a kid You have one speed As fast as you can For as long as you can Until adulthood catches up And you learn to pause For important moments -Kel Dayheart

Worse Misery

If I ever become My worse nightmare Either slap me straight Or take me out back And shoot me   Please put me out Of my misery -Kel Dayheart


I always click With the wrong people And I'm not just Talking about love -Kel Dayheart


Lukewarm tea Still warms my palms As they clutch on With feverish hope That it may warm me Down to my chilled bones -Kel Dayheart

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