Cherry Cola LXXII

Artist: Glen Armstrong

A child draws a sun with skinny rays.
It’s a burden to move.
Sister

pays attention to the price of plums.
A child draws apples on
cloudy

days.

They never use their eyes.
As sister sleeps,
her

fingers reach out toward a bicycle.

I do not know how to fix the bicycle,
but there I am, crudely
balancing

upon wheels and green energy.
A child cannot
tell

the difference between
a pocket and a
rag.