boys and their toys

I will not know how to tell our children that we stole the stars
thought they looked better on the ground
gave them a home
in the same night
painted the kitchen floor with christmas lights  
so we needn't strain our
necks looking up

well less so that we did the stealing
but that we left the door open
even after we called the police
that no matter how much you sweep
     paint will not forget and
         willingly disarm itself from the kitchen floor
          and the mirror on the dinning room wall is already broken

a clock stays constant all the time
unless you change it

     someone told me this once
before time drew itself from between my eyes
between the drying cracks in my skull
through that mechanical syringe you told me would save us

-Garrett Blad (2016)