Fantasy of a family,
not seeing that
we already were
and always would be.

Spontaneous,
starry eyed,
you drew and drew
bring your hold
to bar none.

Baby's blush brings
energy to communicate
symbol in mind, in ears,
eyes and fingertips.
Nothing doing
holding anything back.

Wound around with cable
I put my boxes
into the hole that I have dug.
Each box wrapped
with aluminum foil.
How long do you
protect a time capsule.

Spitting out time,
a twisted trunk
sequestering
a child's bear and rabbit.
Why would it hold
when not of flesh and blood.