The Top Hand
(Or, How We Seek Shelter...)
Dismissive Acceptance
Is In An Oddity...
Will We Relax Un-Satisfied
As Ridiculous Laughter
Uncases Us?
The Wrapping, Once
Removed, Discarded?
I'm Nosy, What's Inside
There, Laughing Superior
At Whatever We Ever Become?
...Ever Are?
Aren’t You Curious?
-Gray Squirrel
06-19-2026
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