yearning…
the door
the front door
the knob taunts me from afar
the toddler wrestles me
earth shattering cries…
cries, cries, cries of socks
where’s the letter Z?
the letter Z will help
goodnight, goodnight, a thousand times goodnight moon
shoe on the foot
shoe in the mouth
Q in the shoe
hand in the toilet
the quest
the never ending quest
to leave on time
i pant
i gasp
i plead
i laugh
clock ticks
fingers poke
puke falls…
and the number 7 is in the way
