broken arrow
What hath brought thee hither, to inquire of my state so sudden?
Or is it that thou comest with questions of old, once more to burden?
Art thou as thou once were, in days now long past?
I fare well; prithee, how dost thou last?
Doth thy mischievous brother still find mischief anew?
Doth thy mother still favor him, and thee too?
Hast thou ventured forth by chance to converse, as of yore?
In thy wrath, dost thou consume more than before?
Doth the passion for dance in thee yet reside?
Doth thy conscience o'er sins committed still chide?
Dost thou still weep o'er that boy, remembering his face?
Dost thou sleep only after watching Annabella’s embrace?
Dost thou savor still that place’s samosa with delight?
Dost thou still fetch thy brother from school each night?
One question only have I, prithee, art thou still the same?
I fare well; pray tell, how dost thou remain?
Speak not of love unfulfilled, for such is the custom, is it not?
Doth thy former love still at college his presence allot?
Doth my absence ever sting thee, if but a bit?
Dost thou still seek another’s help to tie thy laces fit?
Dost thou still need each matter explained as to a child?
Is a companion’s presence still thy need, reconciled?
Forget these idle prattlings, for what worth have they?
I fare well; prithee, how dost thou this day?
hallow tapir
meager bobcat
hazy root