Catherine Ryan
Hairy balls.
I can't say some words nowadays
as they have meanings I never dreamed of.
My subconscious has the innocence
of an earlier age where hairy balls
are hurling balls filled with hair.
My faux pas cause either merriment
or my children looking at me
in disbelieving pity.
I can't say some words nowadays
as they have meanings I never dreamed of.
My subconscious has the innocence
of an earlier age where hairy balls
are hurling balls filled with hair.
My faux pas cause either merriment
or my children looking at me
in disbelieving pity.
