Shyness is when you turn your head away. From something you want. I wanted you, you, you. . I bought a cocktail dress. But there was no occasion to wear it so. I threw a party myself. . I
. Dies in shyness. The snake retreats. Admits defeat. And waits for the birth ritual, ritual, ritual. Chorus. Shining light. Child's highs. Mark his sides. Bright until the newness wears off
from a poor house. Who turned into a killer. . A blushed rose if he had to say ґhelloґ. A lopsided grin strained to keep the shyness in. There is no such thing in life as normal. There is no such
