kronos signed his name
to the application
turned it in
still attached to the clipboard
though it fit awkwardly
in the inbox
the social worker
looked over the form
he thought how much
this looked like the dmv
–all government offices are the same
she looked up at his mutter
and he coughed, covering his mouth
–this says here
that you’ve been a father
before. can you explain
why you want to adopt?
he looked into the
shadowed corner behind her
in the small office
–hungry
Words and Feathers 
pity the orphans
I don’t think he’s going to get what he wants.
but if he tries some time, he’ll get what he needs
He just might find that.
Funny how this father of all fathers should have been so…dysfunctional…
Very true. Makes you wonder about those ancient Greeks.
I try not to think of them too much. They sound like complete lunatics, and far too similar to our modern lunatics for comfort.
True. It seems like only the architecture changes with the passage of time.
And when you look at the plastic colonnades and fanlights that adorn some catalogue homes, you realise that not even the architecture changes that much.
Thanks for this – any friend of Kronos is a friend of mine
Ha ha!
Hahaha!
Beautifully creepy.
Thank you!
I read this early this morning and let it roll around in my brain throughout the day, wondering how much of your allusion is about time alone or about the mythology. Both, I suppose. Enjoyed it in a strange sort of way 🙂
Thanks. I’m not totally sure where it came from. As with most of these things.
Love this one, Crow! Dark and deep, but insightful as well… 😀
Thank you!