They’re killing everything this year / the plants and rocks / the detours / the roundabouts / and the stairways / to heaven / They’re killing the sand particles / that lead to the beach / the clouds / hovering overhead / and the dreams of distant shores / on the other side / the baby / dolls & / the mother / of pearl / They’re killing the invisible steps / of shoelaces / and the paths we run to get away / the good air / and the smoke / even father / time / They’re killing all the letters / in the alphabet / from a to i / starting with the beginning / of this sentence / and ending with the / butt / of this thought