Meeps
 
 

up at my dad's cabin
up in the apex of the thing, outside beams
they have a whole society of pots.

and little card-dealer visors of cream
chevron their adorable little dark heads
above their beeks. and there they all peek

first time I walk out theremeep
                meep   meep      meep
       meep   meep      meep  meep   meep      meep
   meep   meep      meep               meep   meep
      meep  meep   meep      meep    meep  meep
   meep   meep      meep   meep      meep           meep      meep
                             all above me
meep   meep      meep               meep   meep    meep   meep      meep
       meep   meep      meep  meep   meep      meep
   meep   meep      meep               meep   meep   meep      meep
   meep  meep      meep            meep   meep  meep   meep      meep
      meep  meep   meep      meep     meep      meep
                        meep   meep      meep
and I saw like a child.

now later, inside

at the drawingspace windows, open
I hear not too loud
I hearggckkkkkkktiuitkkkckg
kreeeekkcccckkkkkkckckk
kkktiuitkkkckgkreeeekkcccck

as they gossip and store the days stories.

So many soul words fill the air.
This world is glad inheritance.