again and again anxiously awaiting
the truth to tumble toward the toungue.
When we were walking wanting ,wishing waiting
can curostiy cover
the thing that they
had horrificaly hid
to tell the tragic tale that thing they told.
I imagine in investigating into its irrelavence.
stumbling so seriously someway.
that the time to tell this tragic tale
depends deeply and desperatly
on our open opinion of