Encaged in this Life-term
Some stray thoughts are now
Firm.
Co-incidences can not be
Far too much and too many.
Uncanny.

Look!
I do not
Cook.
It’s all planned
By Divine hand
And.
Why should I flatter?
When I have no
Say in the matter.

One or two might be
Fun
But when they come by
Dime a dozen.
And become a bliss
One has to take
Notice.

You do what you never did
Phrrrrrrrrrrr………………
I too act like a
Playful kid.
Boooooooooo……………
Still lean on the back rest
Of know-how of times of test
Play merrily in the paradoxes
Of harmless wolves and honest foxes.

With all that lay so transparent
That transparency has this intent
To go public with some dissent
And seek cover of
Embarrassment.
   
For
There is actually
Nothing
Between us.
Merger is,
Thus.


~Glow Worm~