Toy Boat

For Tamir Rice

yellow plastic

black sea

eye-shaped shard

on a darkened map

no shores now

to arrive — or

depart

no wind but

this waiting which

moves you

as if the seconds

could be entered

& never left

toy boat — oarless

each wave

a green lamp

outlasted

toy boat

toy leaf dropped

from a toy tree

waiting

waiting

as if the sp-

arrows

thinning above you

are not

already pierced

by their own names