The Bush Baby

Bu2Bu2 Posts: 1,693
Ah, the baby steps
Those first little footprints
The confrontation with boundaries
is soft and feather-down
in a kid-proofed home

The plugs covered with
plastic barriers
The Clorox hidden
behind a door that can’t open
(unless you add the weight of an adult and experienced hand
to the equation)

But the baby can’t learn that quickly, can it?
That little boy could not possibly learn
to sit patiently by the cabinet
that houses all the toxins
and wait for the adult to show him the secret

Could he?

Ah, but look at him
suddenly entice his clumsy little hands
to model the way that Daddy’s hands work
when in a rush to grab the plunger

He’s a fast study, that child
and the cabinet contains such enticing stuff

Just think of the fun he could have
In that mad scientist’s laboratory
if he only had access to it

Why, he could make himself invisible
He could make himself above the law
He could make himself a king, someday

Just by watching those big hands move in front of his eyes
performing magic feats unheard of until now,
getting away with opening the dangerous doors in the house,
all with a flick of the wrist, a certain action with the thumb

Getting away with it
over and over again
No other adult yelling or threatening to spank

This simple looking child watches carefully
and learns
Waiting for his moment to reveal to the world
that he learns faster than he can speak
Feels Good Inc.
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Comments

  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Nice one Bu2
    I follow what you're sayin.
    Well done.
    Thank you for this.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • Bu2Bu2 Posts: 1,693
    Chad. I hope anyone who reads this will see it for what it is, too.
    Feels Good Inc.
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