in the wind of a sneeze

i wanted to build a house
the way ants do
hauling crumbs
four times their size
its brick walls would stack neatly

i wanted people inside
but didn't plan on a naked man
and a girl floating
as if to escape

my scissors took over
irregular rectangles fell
bricks sailed
in dizzy alignments
and windows flew away
on the wings of black birds


collage and poem first printed in Mannequin Envy