11 October 2010

these kids are sid

let'sss play with our toys
yes, let'sss play
we can share!
yeah okay!
okay yeah? well
maybe i don't wanna share
my toys
these kids
these guys
these guys are like
Sid. ya know? like sending my
baby-doll's head
soaring off into the
clouds, strapped to a roman candle
or my teddy bear's legs
okay? so maybe
i just don't wanna share

First Star On the Right


i like to draw with crayons


i like having a juice-box to drink


i'll eat cheerios for breakfast

any time of day


so what

if i want to wear a tu-tu


or even

fairy wings and


(only every day)

okay? so what!

like this i think i can

click my heels together and

end up

at home

just like this,

you see?

so yeah, okay,

there might be monsters

under my bed but

so what?

and yeah, okay,

i might play with play-doh

sometimes but

so what?

i like things that are

soft and

full of air or

fluff and

i am always learning because

like this

i never stop asking

why? and

yeah, okay,

so maybe i might

throw a tantrum

from time to time


isn't that just what it is?

it goes like this and

if you need to find me

you'll know where to look.

too many windows

so now... wait. where?

let's go investigate

wait, hold on . . .

hold on. no i'm ready

but it's a trap, wait!


don't spill this we're catching bugs to torture

with bubbles and

boiling water and

little plastic houses with

too many windows...

like we are in love with this place "though

its too many windows" and desert lillies blooming

scarlet veins or wisps of dreams gone to faintly by

but we try to remember.