Here a girl makes clocks.
When the time comes,
I will make them
tick. A boy pulls up
in a blue minivan.
I will make his motor
a metronome. The girl
hears it. She drops the hands
she is trying to fasten. In time,
I will make them clatter
to the floor, land here
and rest.
Then here I will make the boy lose
a sandal in the mud. Yes.
I will make the girl fall asleep
in a field of poppies.
Yes I will
make them drown in the flood.
Yes.