2013-01-14T20:18:45-08:00January 14th, 2013|Parenthood|

Hallway land

I don’t have the heart
to tidy up the hallway
the careful shrine
to your collection of treasures

front loader
and dump truck
filled with rolled up balls of paper
we’ve convinced you
is a type of dirt

a few Lego blocks
that you stack
or line up in a row
on something invisible
yet clear

three plastic lizards
that look real
and yelp
when I step on them
which is often

and boat and guy
for you’ve never been one
for creative names

they sit
a tiny pair
in a narrow prison
of giant machines
office towers
and dinosaurs

you always say goodnight
to them last
after you have arranged
everything else
just so

perhaps to reassure them
that you are master
of hallway land

that despite
what zebra or bear say
they are safe.

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