Little People
LITTLE PEOPLE
a rustling outside?
(just leaves in the breeze)
snickering
my shot of jack daniels
gone!
tiny burp giggle
my daughter
crying
her tea set missing
coffee spilled
cat hisses
footprints on my toast
invisible?
no
very quick!
strange -
smoke out the chimney
of her doll house
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2012
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