I Built this Treehouse in the Ground

Chp 2: Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head

It's 11:01 A.M. and both eyes are open.

"To look around is just silly talk," they told him.
"Find your feet before you fly," They told him.

It's 11:06 P.M and both arms are moving.

"You're a fool to touch the flame," they told him.
"Find your face before you smile," They told him.

He sank back into the mud.
His bed was soft.
It was something he could remember.