Parrot

          Stranger, uninvited, you
come up to us on the sidewalk,

my daughter’s hand in mine, you
look at her &

coo, It goes so fast. What, stranger,
is this unnamed it—this day?

her life? our

happiness? Stranger, maybe you
missed it, but just now

my daughter & I hurled

rocks into the emptiness
& we created more

emptiness.