Two poems (or one poem, in two parts) . . .

Two is 

 

taking a break from coloring

to smell

the markers by putting them 

into

one’s nostril

 

then taking a break from smelling

to unzip

one’s pajamas

and color

one’s belly

 

 

Four is

 

suggesting to one’s two-year-old 

(and sadly unenlightened)

sister

that if she cannot 

leave the park, like she is 

insistently and vociferously requesting,

 

she should climb into the bike trailer

and PRETEND

to go somewhere else

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