her laughter in B-flat

Show-stopping doll smiles
stretched and pulled
over open eyes

To listen intently upon

you need
children yelling ghost screams
through midnight air

To break the fluid consciousness
in hidden motives

You need to
say grace
and speak politely
stab crowds
with a breathing laughter
bought out a candy store

To unlock
complacent angel voices
snatched up by
diseased houses
playing in the wind

strap a forest
clogged with fireflies

to reprint

a mouse voice in the corner
sleeps forever
while sundance patterns
try to choke the closing day

But a smile and voice
is all you’ll hear
mostly a smile