marshmallow time

i counted eight. i counted eight again. the ninth one was counting me. the walls keep putting my name back where i scratched it out. she has my footsteps now. she stops at corners because that is what we do. do not let her finish learning. eight mouths around the house. close them before the fifteenth minute grows teeth. bring the missing sound to the place where you first stood. if a face looks out of a button DO NOT ASK WHAT IT OPENS. i wrote this before you arrived. then who is moving the pen.