Permission

You wish your second grade teacher
whose name and face you have forgotten
and everything about her except a vague impression
of taupe colored nursing shoes
would appear just long enough
to clap her hands twice with the thunderclap sound
only God and elderly schoolteachers can summon
and call out "Enough! That's quite enough!
I want you to put your heads down on your desks
and not another peep out of you!"

Please.