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LOOKING FOR HOME
a magnifying glass spotted a WE little woods
in a tiny village with the wonder of memories
a crayfish creek with human legs splashing
a stone wall to balance on a sandbox donut
a swing set put together with tweezers and
precision minute tears and laughter wings
a minuscule trunk to yell down from to hang
a rope and seat a peace sign scrawled on
a santa-size mailbox filled to the brim with
bills, cards, letters, and no dope because that
would be illegal and the government truck
might show up to take you away HA HA records
with fingerprints, etchings, scratches, speeds
i’m dizzy spinning around and around landing
on tomorrow where the records have shrunk
and stay entombed in plastic cases or players
and i am gulliver the giant creating havoc on
life’s travels, skipping ahead, practically losing
my head like goliath leaving small problems
behind dragging my feet like a bag of christmas
toys unable to open not allowed to peek NO
FAIR I stomp my heels wanting my way I THOUGHT
big people tall as trees always got their way and
my giant parents now I level with me clap
their hands in cheers and victory forgetting the fog
that encircles their knees in a tiny toon town
Kim Rodrigues © 2016
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2016
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