The adults think it's funny how we hunch over some device
that taught us how to forget communication.
The arbitrariness of a phrase folded into gray area
leads to an unexpressed panic.
A child is born in a nearby hospital
and welcomed by four by five inches of folded paper
and a car crash down the street pulls a life and we frown.
We never open our mouths
but lower or raise the corners accordingly
to generate some symbolic expression.