The gator

It has not been around ,always,you are elderly to it

But today it whales in the muddled waves of your cerebrum

Motions itself,sensing your diversions

Diversions from the fetters of it’s jaws

Worry not,it would not devour you

Since it’s existence will cease with yours


Pummel it away like you did….

Like you did,in & with abandon

When your senses were evolving

When you bore it…

— Original idea by Etaash(age 3.5)

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