Science
Film
These autumn colors leave
Me pining for black and
white 
Grammar school reel to
reel 
Science films snaking through
The rackety innards of Cold
War film projectors
Chalk motes swarming
In cones of gibbering
light 
Can-Do Voice-overs 
Always a hiccup off 
Read by radio men 
Sporting pale miens 
Pie plate headphones 
Slick with Brylcreem
Perhaps a Scholastic short
Featuring two winsome
Child actors playing 
The part of you and me
Little button noses 
Wrinkled in something
Like stricken joy 
At a baby bunny wide 
Eyed and stock still 
In an apple crate 
Under an apple tree 
Leaves school in binary 
Shimmer on the summer 
Breeze blowing through
our film
Whether an introduction
To photosynthesis or 
The metamorphosis of 
Caterpillars hardly matters
To you beribboned in gingham
Or me flying flapping 
Dungarees
Platinum hair 
Whipping our faces
Sky a china white 
Behind ivory billows 
Framed forever 
Dimpled and laughing 
Milkweed exploding 
From clumsy fingers like
secrets 
Shared in alabaster 
Sign language.  
 
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