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In Leading-Strings

In leading strings - in a state of pupillage. The following poem is not autobiographical. ************************************** He made me feel in leading-strings, and, after all, he was much older. Being in his house was a state of pupillage. I sat there waiting while he lit the candles and was too nervous to join in. My meals were had in nervous tension, my waiting for a sign that he was ready... and then the bedroom with its flock wallpaper and picture of his ex ex-wife or somebody... He grew tired of me and my expectancy, and not being sure in my state of pupillage. I was shown the door on a Sunday afternoon, and told my leading strings were out of tune. ************************************** 5/27/2015

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