Generosity

he wasn't what she was, and she was not what he wasn't. and if that is so, then you can see just where this story is going to go. he gave her what she had not and already she had what he gave. and if that was the case, you can understand why she loved teh man who hadn't a face. she wasn't what he wanted and she was all the same what he pinned. and so this continues, making logic where there was none... and you can wonder now, what became of their son. he had a face and was right what was wanted, but held no place. he had no lover, and had no other... he was alone, it was their blunder. and why you ponder would this obsurdity come from someone grieving, when reality is self dilussioned... mindless and indulging... i would answer the man without a face was quite intriguing. and poetry never had to make sense is what they said, it's just words, thoughts from ones head. and now the ending of my tale, the perfect boy, felt hindered by his parents, and so he shot them, and killed them they really are, quite dead. xox Kyelle.