We are a mountaintop where

the air begins to stop

a clicking cuckoo clock

the fire dancing, clapping

here we first start reacting

who knows what needs to happen

and we’re so beautiful

we’re so beautiful

picture books hold us in and

we purchase scores of land

we do not see we can be opened

we are a strange sea creature

forfeit our own school teachers

complexities clutter our fortunes

and we’re so beautiful

so beautiful