You say the hedgehog kept away the scorpions.
I show you how to bend in the hallway
or I could if I weren't scared of your answer.
A folded piece of paper and
every outcome is no.
You stack cubes into an L and shoot at me then
your arms reach high to drape on mother.
Your back presses hard against the wall,
or into my hand as I push you up the stairs.
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