The string wiggles out a note of music
To sprout out from underneath the soil
As a seed always grows toward the sun
I wiggle out every bear notion
As life but wiggles on
We dodge every watering mouth
Every watering can
That wiggles down into the soil
Leaning on the earth, gaining support
The string stretches out its spine
To creep out a lower note
It’s all too real to be real
Light too bright to see
Airplane too high to see
Breath too fogged to feel
Life but spirals down
Life but wiggles down
Note-by-note
As I scurry away
Hide behind a wall of books
In a library of memories
Curling down
The wiggles get to me
Knot the string up
Quiet isn’t so dizzy in the air
Leave the squirrels be
To hop knee deep in the lawn
To eat as they please