Changing Wrongs

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Hate how it’ll change for you and for you and even you too. I’d 

do it. 

Again and again and again.

but this is expandable 

this is tissue 

this is just. Only not just.

this is talking over the head

this is words gone missing

this is me.

And this me is tired 

or calendars that mess up

and groups that add up to

Spinning ideas and

lame humans

that pay too much for a human like face 

and socially accepted manners.

This me says delete the days and

bring back the halls 

of honest home.
~bH374
(On a brighter side note: The picture I’ve added to this post is from my trip to Chatsworth House yesterday. So very amazing.)