Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Diapers are full of ...

They might be the final frontier
For man and
Surely sometimes I feel like I am in outer space or
Speaking an alien language or
Doing something as unheard of as walking on the moon and
Sometimes I am treated as if I am doing something
Unheard of
Something that must be being filmed in a Hollywood back
Something that should be on television and
Not in their lives or
In their family
To me
It’s always just a diaper or
A play group or
Groceries or
A consignment sale or
A sprint around the room with jeans on my head yelling “poop”
After every word a two year old could possible know and
I think shit
Is shit

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