Small Stones, Day 12

I listen carefully during the sermon.

From the front pew– with extra space
for small children —
the click of wooden blocks.

The scrape of plastic chinking on the floor.
The whirring wheels of a small car.

The unmistakable, inexplicable

— rip —

of Velcro.

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