china, boy

having established a policy of containment,
sir must you erect also grand walls carved
with spells of defense, i inquire as to how
thick these walls must be, so much cold stone!
& knock curious to see my shadow shift, my
knuckles scraped, my patience exhausted
tirelessly knocking, knocking until
well, no one must be home, surely later
& undaunted i gather my things to wait

(understand i am not michelle branch but
i am no block-stacking child either)

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