Take a foray
Out of that prickly shell
No need for fastidious behavior
Shove it in the closet
Under the lumps
Of things you would prefer
To ignore in your conceit
And entreat your psyche
To pluck up your courage
And live
Not merely survive
In a piteous existence
Deep in the compound
Of your head
While the lunar moon
Is shining it's blessings.

9-14-03
Laura R