I Wish It Was That Simple
    John Haynes
"tat,tat,tat" gurgles from his mouth
fourteen months in this world
concerned only with the navigation
of his wagon around the coffee table
the sound of the birdies songs
outside the window
his only distraction
laying down for a nap
giggling in his security
playing with his toes
curiously smiling at me
while I cry at people
jumping out of windows
one hundred floors up
and whisper to him
"I wish it was that simple
I wish it was that simple"


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