at the big blue summer noon
from this tiny space
window parts the open heart
with quickened pace
how can this be?
nothing can assure
a section this small of the I endures
half ell belle with plastic legs that are too long
dress her up to sing a different song
yesterday this, that the day before
this won¹t last a second more
diving in the wishing well
look for what I lack
but every tarnished coin
I threw right back
for my own I’d do anything
for my own I’d go anywhere