Silent Interrogation

You can have your feelings, but boundaries must stand. Decorum, always decorum. Maybe it is just the way I write every day. I may seem naive, but it is really just brain damage that causes me to not pick up all the solicitous behavior around me. I would not have survived if I didn't have this block. Maybe a third grade report on dandelions can be brilliant today. The flower is poison, but the leaves can be used to make tea. It is Russian divinity. I lock in on potential, but then move away if there is not direct discourse with me in some way. I appreciate your action without reaction. No one knows who you are or what you do. That will stand for eternity. A music studio on Central Ave. NE north of University has a CIA interrogation minivan in front of it today. The studio walls mute the sound just perfectly. I am truth serum. They are more saw and hammer.