Left Behind After Tripping And Skinning His Knee On The Blacktop

The red wagon
abandoned on its side
in the street
of little to no traffic
spilled a haul
of children’s tongues
so some quiet
would fill
the neighborhood
so William’s mother
could sleep
through the morning
after a double shift
in the covid ward.

Some squirrels
carried the tongues off
one by one
and buried them
like acorns
under oak
sycamore
and walnut trees.

copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney

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