Everyone thinks you will be an artist
when you grow up
but you are showing
real fervor as a pollster
like this morning
when I woke up
to your breath
in my face
would you rather be killed
by a lightsaber
or a sword
I asked you if this
could not have waited
ok, if you had to live
with any Disney villain
who would it be
your dad gets to sleep in
because he used to write a lot of essays
and he answers your questions
with questions like
why Disney
so now you just ask me
and sometimes your sister
even though she answers them all with
Darth Vader
but today you asked one
that I wish I’d been ready for
mama, who invented us
Mother Earth or God
I add science as an option
but you say that’s super dumb
because you explain to me
that we invented science
and before I can clarify
you announce
there must be a good inventor
and an evil one
because the good one
would never invent
sleeping and dying
and then your sister wakes up
we make waffles
and like the pollster
whose job is done
you have moved on
and it seems it’s just me
left with the unsteady echo
of the question.