So Tell I need big old ideas Honey And I know something makes sense Big Don’t you see it? Don’t you see it? This world keeps falling Girls know that it is burning and I think the dog was thinking he was out of the way If you like I will start if you are kind and not angry There’s nothing There’s nothing, there’s nothing she thinks about She thinks He’s my answer, in ourselves, we’re in ourselves, she’s my answer In his sleep, he shouts, “Oh no”, the man lives in doorways now Continue reading So Tell (new poem)