Humming lawnmowers
Cut silence in long blades
Rowboats in hell
Educating me
You’re not prepared
It’s bedtime for squirrels and people, but not us.
We make paper boats to throw out the windows.
They stick in the gutters and litter the driveway.
When the squirrels wake up and the trees aren’t dark anymore.
Now we’ll look at twinkling airplane lights.
And ask for more paper.