Yes, Sir

That's all
she needed to say
to get what she wanted.

There was never any question
about what was to happen.

Never anything more
that needed to be said.

No request
beyond the statement.

As needed,
that was all there was.

She wrote
in her disclosure
how the ants had taken away
the basket
the picnic had been packed in.

She wrote
how the cats
had meowed all night.

She wrote
how the end
the world had rolled over
with one eye open
and a pencil in its hand.

The last message
was a terminal leap,
wrapped and smothered
in gauze and henna tattoos.

And that's all there was to it,
a leaf with wet weather,
a bird hitting the living room window.

And it got up
and after a few dazed moments,
flew off
and did not look back,
but only forward,
as needed.

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