Like a Bird on the Wire

The elephant strode into the room;
round crystal weights
shifting
from piano
to coffee table;
pencils scribbling on walls,
the sound of breaking glass
striking notice that
things
were
no longer.

I fell into a dream of you,
could not replace the shingles
on the roof of our house
that blew off with your anger.

Yesterday
I remembered
how tall you were;
how small
the trees became
the way the robins still sang.