Each frog sings to you

Beneath the asphalt

In layers of mud
At night the ear is

against the ground

spring arrives

the frogs sing
This is when we are alone
At the bank
Withdrawing while the insects
Take interest, nourish the frogs

Try to isolate, identify, focus new ideas shared with teachers and neighbors
Your peep, croak, rhythmic rolls

squeezed persuing birth, journey in mud

Beneath before sensational news
Nourish children at night

gurgle answers of bite

Each frog sings to you

translate fears through the throats,

beneath the roads
follow the frogs, or are they toads?