Which Nostril Do You Breathe Out Of
we sit as a family in a restaurant
my son turns to me and says,
"we are chess pieces now
you're the king, mum is the queen."
he tells me my two-year-old daughter
in the high chair is the bishop
and she has to walk home diagonally
which means it'll take some time for me
to reach the restaurant door
but mum will race home weaving
in and out of other pedestrians
my son tells me not to touch him
if i touch him, i have to move him
i touch him
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