Stop Motion

stop motion
potter on a wheel 
flipping through 
the terracotta
using shells as ashtrays
and anything to take the edge
off I can't stand it so I 
lay down
rolling around on the floor some
sacred art
flopping over
limp so you can learn
every weakness
I said it about Otto and 
I'll say it for Violet
I can't leave them to wonder 
if they're loved 
but I understand mom's willingness
to try