Royaume de France: grenade in the room

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Queen of France

grenade in the room

back to the child fears in,

whose was worse,


childhood to me or childhood to you?


sleep sleep away quiet in the night,

a grenade , a gift from father,

window-silled each and everyday,

sleep sleep quiet in the night,
don't let a cat in there
to let it roll away.

now that's a good boy
what a room to love,
his tiny ammo shop
pinned-in and fully loaded
everyday.


what a declarant to britain,
as his owner, even in the night.


what a man I found,
something tells me
they really didn't want you.

whose was worse,
childhood to me or childhood to you?

table hacking or grenades?