Good Morning, Starshine

Thank you t-to....ffffriends. Many friends, like sunspots....who sssspoke with me. On that d-day. That day...

It is summer. Summer is hot. Ssssometimes, my skin d-drips. Nnnnot good for the....the bandages. In London...when I peeked - there were children. On hot nights, they had...magic ssssticks! Magic stick that sparkled....for a few minutes. Fun. Fun.

We should have magic sssssticks. They made children h-happy.

Very happy.

Avvvvvast, me hearties!

All this t-time, been playing p-pirates! P-P-Pirates with...with Mmmmmitch, Moraaana, Frank, Heeeenry, L, and, ha, B-Blythe, too. Mmmostly heroes, some wrong men. We found the t-treasure chest! Nnnnow we spend it on grog. I like grog.

T-Today ammmm tired, though. Today am taking nap. You can b-borrow my hat if you wwwwant, but cannot....keep it. Keh. Not forever, okay?

I am in my marble form. Because I wrote a poem for Frank. It is best with an okay jaw, yes? So I will share it.

Judith

The simple truth is in you
The very life you owned
Away, but not!
Gone, but never!
In living, you are eternal
In loving, you are immortal
One long, wooden jar!
But you are there
Outside the jar.
Outside the jar
You are everywhere.

I fought Mitch. We kicked butt!

I feel confident. Walks are essential. The woods don't scare me. Most of the birds are nice. Not all of them. Not...some. But some are. Some, ah, yes....some are. Very much nice.

Mitch, can we fight again? Or Kain, you too?

L? Brother? Will you fight me? I won't cry. I promise!

I wr-wrote a p-p-p-poem for mmmy friends. Everyone shares. Mmmme too! I l-learned mannny new words.......fffrom Frank's books. I wish t-to share mmmy wisdom. Some say, some ssay - dumb. I hope not. I have experience....yess? D-Does thisss make me d-dumb? Not sstupid, I hope.

Mmmy poem...I try....t-to keep Koh my jaw tight. I rehearsed.

Sunshine! Lights shine!
We come from specks.
Derivativessss, filaments
Undying solar ffflares.

BOOM!

We b-burst.
Ta da.

( Private To Asgard )

( Canto XIII )

Sooooo m-much chaos....



Innn every light, a ssspark of darkness. Innn every sky....a ssun-bathed rain cloud...



B-By every winnndow, a silhouette hmmmwaiting to b-be filled...





~*~*~

K-Kain trained me! There wassss much c-crying. Before and afffter. B-But I learned. I wassssscared. Nnnnow I am weak in mind, nnnot...b-body. Fears to conquer. Shadowssss that reap...the d-day. Koh. Thank you, K-Kain.

Frank - my ffffriend! Reads to mmme. B-Books. Sssstories. I g-gain wisdom. Thoughts. Conceptssss. ...He b-believes in me. He is a g-grandest star!

My other ffffriend! L! Misssjudged. ...Now I know, he isss my friend. Has ssseen all of us, yes. And we all like him....very m-much. Especially P-Poppy, who ssstill wishes to play....dolls with him. We all like him. We share sssecrets. Secrets of passst, not of fiction.

~*~*~

PUNCH! VANILLLLA P-PUDDING!

I make b-both. All the time, and the...pudding isss to be shared. For everyone! Even...hmm....even Lina - I g-grow to like good, I grow to like heeer.

The punch issss mine. Vodka! Swell fuit! Nnnever had this fruit before... my punch. My punch! Onnnnly if you ask.

I wwwent to the...hmmm...the p-potty seat fffor the first time...in seventeen years! I was there ffor twenty-three mmminutes! I....counted. Hyuck. Mannny flushes. Pee-pee! Punch pee-pee.

They ssssay....stay inside. They ssssssay...we m-must move in g-g-groups...

But I am...I am t-tired of...hnnng...of hiding. Crying. I hhhave done so little. Very little. Have b-b-been a blot in the sssssunlight of...of our p-people.

Shame.

SSSuch shame.

I wish...to...to mmmake a change. In myssself. For the b-betterment of usss all. The hurts of Will, of M-Mitch, of L, of them all... I am in inner p-peril.

( Private: Mama )

HMMMMMMMM!

The p-party was fuuuuull of light, of jubilance! Offff....of waaarmth and mmmerriment.

Hyuck

There were b-butterflies...in thisss color...but they were from a-another soul. They came in. They sssssaid thank you. I d-danced. The balloons were alive. Unnnnntil they fell asleep. Wilted. Unmade. Oh, OH! Oh.

Pliable, vesssspertina. You are ssssso pliable. Once earlier...once l-later. And again t-tomorrow.

I hhhhad fun, yes, friend? Yesssssssssssssss, Mitch? Yes?

( Private: Panic Over L )



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