they found
a perfect
metal tool
the right length
thin yet rigid
and also yielding
enough
to shape accurately
and still retain
tension
It had been a piece
of excellent luck
to lock the keys
inside the car
to stand examining
the fabric of its shell
to consider
its weakest points
its security features
with their shoes
on other feet
outside trying to get in
not inside keeping others out
living the sweet resonance
between purpose and self-doubt
they got a window slightly open
and in descending order
the thinnest arms were lifted
to reach towards the button
on the sill
little ones
all anxious to have a function
and a skill
even the slimmest
was
too thick
we need a stick
he said
a stick a stick
the children cried
the will-power chorus
the Peugot 205
problem-solving
orchestra
one girl skipped brightly
to a skip and
gleaming like a jewel
in dark sand
she found
a perfect
metal tool
the right length
thin yet rigid
and also yielding
enough
to shape accurately
and still retain
tension
packed in again
protected like anchovies
in a tin again
they drove off
into a gathering
rainstorm