long ago when mercury descended high on the moon far below where little hands are making shapes in the room the shadows they dance and they cheer up this place the face that s staring through the tiny crack in the door eyes so wide he s never seen a women fall on the floor i swear daddy s killed her this time should i make a rocket should i try to fly away should i make a hammer should i try to smash his face should i make a bullet should i try to shoot the gun i m sure the judge will let me off real soon long ago when saturn tried to find a way past the sun deep inside a little boy is turning pain into fun the pencils the crayons the paint colors run the plans are forming slowly made with scissors and glue eyes so wide he s telling mommy all the things he can do he ll sketch a contraption to save them for sure  he can draw an alien he can come and take them home he can draw a cartoon he can draw a safety hatch he can draw a hot bath he can plug a toaster in and wait till daddy s nice and warm toss it in and then when he s gone there s a neverland of fun take a loaded gun take a shot of rum take a poison rat there s a lesson in that no more closing fists no more face to hit no more bloody nose or apologetic roses long ago when mercury descended high on the moon far below little hands are making shapes in the room long ago when saturn tried to find a way past the sun deep inside a little boy is turning pain into fun 