a fish squirting water into the hands of a plastic girl
so simple, so ordinary, so cheap from a big box store
young flowers and blue rocks frame the piece
the sun sets, and the shadows grow long
a photo of time long forgotten
of a day no longer possible
a baby boy attracted to the bubbling water
perches on a stone, his fat feet poke out from under thick legs
his tiny but large hand drawn to the cool water
his face full of wonder as he leans in
the left hand holds a block destined to be tossed in
his beauty outshines all the world around
his curiosity lures him closer
his life at that moment as simple as a plastic girl
each holding their hands in the water
a photo
a photo
the fountain weathered and fell to pieces
the boy dragged away in the arms of another
I hope to a moment as simple as a plastic girl
I’m stuck praying to a god that has more than me on his mind
if there is a heaven it is in that photo
where the baby boy in his diaper sits on a rock
and time loops on forever, loops forever
and I never have to say “goodbye’
again
Compiling God's Code 