Windchimes in the Woods
"Touch the flame and burn.
Breathe the smoke and choke.
Eat the ashes and spit.
Tomorrow, you will hunt.
Even now I play peek-a-boo with the
mosquito larvae lurking in the bath.
When I was little, I mistook them for fairy eggs
and called myself their queen.
Little did I know that I reigned
On a recent stroll, the plinking of merry music
fell upon my ears.
Stealthily, I approached
from where they came.
A pixie piano I had found!"