kid troubles

Milk dew honey suckle bird fed butter scotch ice cream lapping cookie crumble banana split sundae chocolate drizzles dripping crunchy apple juice cider had a lot of time to ferment.

Papaya pit strings tangled, twined, dotted by seeds - the troubles.

Warm bakery air divine morning bread soft grace shivering palpable promises of enlightened senses suppressed.

These are mourning matters laid bare but unexposed.

We are satiated.