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To no obvious effect are you turned over
and over in the Disney, run-through

with marshmallows,
or pleased with the freezer's production.

Blank-eyed, you write Zagat
of the musical bath toys' "joyless service,"

"the hole in the wall remains dirty,"
and "greatly missed is the usual absence."

Your single adult-tooth
is tuned like radio to despair. O, my wailing

is amplified
by waves of returning car lights that are not your mother's car.

Elizabeth Bastos is a Baltimore SAHM of two under five; she writes in the very early morning before everyone wakes up. Her work has appeared in McSweeney’s, The New Yorker’s The Book Bench blog, and The Big Jewel. Find her on Twitter @elizabethbastos.

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