You’re talking about the oddest of odds actually- odds so very oddled and odd that these particular people could not but become… UTTERLY OdDlED by it ALL: oddled to the point of no point in pointing it out that they MIGHT NEED to try anymore… this typically exhausting feeling of feeling every single next little thing and at a tantamount pace; bless their adolescent and inEXPRESSIVE faces – shy and uncertain that they ALL are —
And bound tighter together albeit a toxic pair
Of perishing PeOpLe, actually.
Here’s to h-o-p-i-n-g that their hope holds itself t-i-g-h-t and it all JUST MIGHT
Cause them to S-T-A-N-D (and deliver) on their own two feet Again!
Fingers, bodies and legs crossed, eNtAnGlEd and radicaALLy bent… to within an i-n-c-h of their brutalized beings …
their Gut Instincts s-t-i-l-l pending… … still sending them
To the wrong side of ‘right’ again!!
