Is

Is that toy car you just touched
That blue bike stolen a week before christmas
Those white sneakers could not have been that right
The kite went too fat
The teacher laughed out loud
You went home without your eyes – all melting
And nobody noticed the sky without even a cloud
And not a friend to grasp
What was going on inside
You wrote a letter to a god who never reads between the lines
That night beautiful like
A hurt polar bear
You looked for faces, you heard sounds that were not there
Nothing:
You swallowed your heart
Or did i
Hear you sigh? nah!
You wrote this note straight to the dump, and good: you didn’t jump
But inside an old book you left a day
Butterfly