Your daddy told me

you’ve been sad

what do you like

to do when you feel sad

I want to tell him

that I like to play

and that I can’t

get to the other toys

when he is sitting

in front of me asking

questions

my left hand squeezes

the roof of the yellow truck

pushes it hard and lets it fly

crashing hard into the wall past

Doctor Matthew’s leg

my right hand shoves

the beads I was gliding

to the other side of the maze

and the loud smack

makes me laugh from my belly

Daddy’s face twists curiously hearing it

I want to keep laughing

like this, close my eyes

and picture someone else

coming to play with me

picture Doctor Matthew

not being so close