POETRY CORNER: Over there

What do you want from us?

Where are you at?

You’re asking for it.

Fall flat on your back.

children from the other side.

Playing with their friends

They run across the road

I see them over there.

From this side to that side

I see a whole world

You over there

Me over here.

The trees. They are dead.

No leaves left.

They lie there

The leaves are decaying.

Left from the Autumn

They stand completely still.

Yeah.

They ain’t going anywhere.

You’re over there.

I am over here

I see your face from afar

Though you are not near

Im over there.

You’re over here

But I don’t care.

I’m close.

In the box.

My brown packed box.

I see you.

Over there.