Shh

Come catch the rabbit
He’s running

The wall rises up
He’s running

Look through the hedge’s dark
He’s running

The smiling jackhammer
He stops

Come catch the stream
It’s running

The dam rises up
It’s running

Should have died forthwith
It’s running

Blip. Blip. Blip.
It stops.

Come catch the birdie
She flies

Through to the field
She flies

Through the hair of the maiden
She flies

And then HE comes
She falls.