Monday, August 1, 2011

Stay Away

One thing, simple request.
Easy enough, if you actually put your mind to it.
We boxed it up, and left it.
I actually ran, pushing off just to get further.
There it remained, forbidden and dark.
Until today, I thought it was completely out of my path.
And then I tripped, and looking down, there it was:
the very thing I ran from.
I have a sneaky suspicion you brought it there.
Is that an accusation?
All I asked for was no interference.