Fossil heads meet one another,
forehead to forehead they butt,
one is lively and spirited, wanting fun,
the other temperamental,
his indecipherable opinions he thrusts.
Unsure of the intent behind being told
that she’s asking stupid questions
when she hadn’t asked anything inane at all,
the male fossil focuses all energies on her,
then like a deciduous,
leaves her all alone.
Confusion, but a moment and she shrugs,
it’s not her fault,
whatever set the other skull off has nothing to do with her,
if he were better behaved
he’d have explained
rather than had the gall
to speak to her like that at all.
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