Hello Expression Monkey’s.

The world is a shit parade so to take our minds off the chaos here is today’s writing challenge:

Theme: Babies

Rules: No rules, don’t think.

Chubbery snubbery, bubbly

rocking her gently to sleep

cranky, wakey, hanky

running around, bare feet

giggle, wiggle, nibble

a sound no one can help adore

oopsy, poopy, snoopy

the closes to love….. hurry she’d headed for the door:)

we look but we don’t see

murder in the first

testify to prop up chaos instead so your pedestal gets preserved

we look but don’t see

second degree manslaughter

bear witness to justifications keeping your status in tact

we look but don’t see

ten years with good behavior

legal defense to keep community standing for you above all

we look but don’t see

loops hole to paint the picture against human blood

look

don’t see

tears of a clown

home at the end of the day empty

look

don’t see

applause at the end of the trial preserving your image

look

don’t see

slave master upheld by neighbor’s frozen in stone

images

posted and pasted for others who

don’t see

Look.

I see you winking at me from aisle three at The depot.

meet me at the checkout where I’ll be skimming through the magazines and you flicking those bics.

You caught me last week at wallMart shuffling my cart with the broken wheel, looking all disheveled

letting me go ahead with twenty items not ten, but who could tell anyway once you opened your mouth to smile.

Oh yum, so weak in the knees, good thing those mNm’s dropped off the shelf before I went down.

I noticed you at the drive through window, I pretend not to look from the counter given the girl dimes instead of quarters.

We gotta stop meeting like this…. how bout a walk about.. I’ll bring my list and you can bag, I’ll try not to reassemble it all to make it fit just perfect; luckily you know me better than that

This time make that line long and around the building so that I can get to know every ounce of you and you could touch every container of me….

my pantry is small and your fridge is bare

I’ll show up for you

go on now……..you meet me there……..

Once upon a time

a group of Neanderthal erectus grew a brain that expanded to reach for new horizons past ice shifts and hairy elephants.

The smell of fresh steak sizzling on the continent next store covered in a sauce of mitochondrial DNA.

Once upon a time

a group of red faced Irishman felt a hunger past potatoes to swim towards soot faced fire and images of thatched roofs.

The smell of pasta sauce bubbling on the continent next store plunged in a spice of cellular memory.

Once upon a time

a group of squinty eyed warriors had a drive to overcome tyranny to high rise buildings and misty air.

The smell of seafood rising on the continent next store doused with the bite of molecular structures.

Once upon a time

a group of rebels trekked to find freedom to worship on a land of bounty and virgin dirt.

The smell of melting cheese on the continent next store covered with the colors of skintone in atomic combustion.

Once upon a time

a group of stick figures came out of the shadows of African Migration to discover a land made of the same stardust…

Smelling the hydrogen,

oxygen

and carbon

on the continent next store

engulfed with electrons from the milky way.

The bell rang

Reading, writing and arithmetic in between “bad guy drills”

Gun Control

Sex ed, mental health and mindfullness, money management

No Gun Control!!

Science, Essays and standardize testing in between “fire drills”

Gun Control

Emotional communication, problem solving, kindness

No Gun Control!!

Mr. Roger’s neighborhood, shared assets, “stop on by”

No Gun Control!

Prom, homecoming, fundraisers in between “just say no to drugs”

Gun Control

Healthcare, investment assistance and meaningful work in between “nanny search”

Gun Control

Nightly news, town halls, donations in between fancy dinners

Gun Control

Distribute the wealth, equality, civics

No Gun Conrol!!

Change on the backburner

Dollars in their pocket

Cover the girls up

Give the boys a weight room

Gun Control

No Gun Control!!!

Such is life on the screen…. until the screams hit your town

No Gun Control and a billboard until the next election…..