45*21

for 5/21/10

I thought the milk man disappeared
but how do you disappear when a bug in a jar
when the jug sits in the window
window slightly open
black hornet
baby wiggles on the blanket
on the creaking wood floor
the laughing Buddha statue
a foot high above the baby
Brazilian pop music
turns slightly sinister
the wall between this dimension and another
is hardly transparent
make a tomato sauce
the child clings to the pool wall
screaming and crying
a mother is looking through
a window
onto vibrant green grass
as everything dissolves
a frog leaps forth