Asleep
trespass
of a tear
trails back
to ancient times
that first brick
a stack of stones
did you wake
with want
a ray instead
what does that do
over time
ask the house of snow
maybe he knows
or did
before he melted
into tin
the ringing rain
that fell
into the cracks
of clay
and deep
they were
those cracks
in clay
too deep
to fill
with merely drops
a sheet or shower
one window
one box
the door
stayed locked
did anybody ever
knock
or find the key
somewhere
and did it fit
the lock
maybe not
just use
a bobby pin
or a tribe of Indians
or a crowbar
or one of those
sticks that blow up
maybe not
maybe it doesn’t
take a whole lot
just a little
like a scrap
you fold just once
just enough
to say
and push it
under her door
and walk away
and maybe someday
she’ll get up
and go to the door
and open it
and find you
still there
asleep
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