[aVorbiss]: 642.Random Scribblings of a Past Present.Ch4

IN A class as this is written thus,
 BOY thought he'd be clear
yet there SHE was, sure enough!
HE forgot what was uniquely dear.

  PROGRESSIVELY Queer this was,
but BOY knew from his chin fuzz
 where HE belonged, or to who, rather.
BOY did not wonder what was the matter.


   SOMETHING Within HE came to be,

  BUT(T LOVE) BOY couldn't see.




AND This time all passed,
   just as things were asked.

     AND This thing grew fast,
   until BOY, one day, at last...

   {WITHIN HIM this "flower" grew.
     It healed HE, wounds not few.}


WHAT BOY felt to SHE was told.
  IT took so much to be so bold.
And complicated, why?
  to HER BOY would lie.

      The first was made,
       one HE would have to make paid
      in full for what BOY made.



      WHAT grew did its job.
         As if taken by a mob,
             HE was tangled in the
   TWISTED thing within HE.

{tension grew too, as well as others not known to you.}

WINGS HE sprouted as HE took flight,
   shedding leaves as HE drew closer to the light...

  BUT As terrible as this writing is,
    {as poor as the art is}
  is how BOY acted upon TWISTED IT.

     HE climbed and leaped,
    while HER eyes never peeped.
         BUT TWISTED became more so,
          AS SHE told boy something to know.


ANOTHER we introduce,
    as curly as the possible noose.

KNOWN ANOTHER was to BOY.
  each other's company did they enjoy.


      SHE felt what BOY did to ANOTHER.
   this made BOY want to smother
    his heart across the place
  where HER used to show HER face.

{Mad this made the situation}

   HEY! Wait!