Yeah live forever mood
as a minnow school
flutters patches of pond
& gramps jumps into one of those
haggard, saggy, where am I? naps.
Lost it minutes later—
baby raccoons
stole our cat’s food—
had to come straight here.
Not *here* here
but to the everydayness stage,
kinda flowers on a kinda desk,
stacking & wagging
small potatoes into big,
small then big like the Eiffel Tower,
or emotion, when we try
& fail to hold in laughter.
