SEPARATED BY A WALL by Beth Haist

My roommate with no name
I share a bed with him and his wife
Separated by a wall
Is tearing through on a riding mower
It reminds me of the small boy
I saw at Occupational Therapy yesterday
Tokyo drifting happily
On his big wheel
With his mask on
  Yet his guy is mowing grass not even an inch high going at least 5mph with no masking his frown. Back and forth in my line of vision .
This peace destroyed
For something to do.