I awakened and saw the frightmare I was born into a father without a sense of humor and a mother curled up into herself shivering and only a grandfather when he was no belittling my hysterical grandmother managed to keep silver coins jingling in his balk purse for children like myself to sweetly beg for.
Irwin R. Shaw - October 24th 1983
I awakened
and saw the frightmare
I was born into
a father without a sense of humor
and a mother curled up into herself shivering and
only a grandfather
when he was no belittling my hysterical grandmother
managed to keep silver coins jingling in his balk purse
for children like myself to sweetly beg for.