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A Poem By Dean Young
I Have Found the Best Way
to break several bones in the hand
is by punching a wall. In the more modern,
flimsier constructions, you will first want
to find a joist, otherwise the hand
will merely perforate the wall.
For locating joists, an electronic device
may be procured at any large hardware store.
How this tool works, I am not sure. Simply
knocking on the wall and listening for
a duller, deeper sound is often
quite sufficient although many
just trust luck. Maybe you'll want
a liar handy, someone who no longer
loves you so you can look at the throbbing
eyes, oceanic lips, the cerulean legs
and feel a sort of detonation.
Strength will be needed
and even if you are not the athletic type,
push-ups can only help.
Sometimes, liquor is an ingredient,
drunk alone from a jelly jar or at a bar
beside a stranger after seeing
one of the Halloween movies, there are plenty now,
where a murderer in a goalie mask
variously set ablaze, thrown from heights,
electrocuted, keeps coming back. The stranger's tale
is of a motor boat, how hard he worked for it,
on it then wrecked it, not in water but
towing it to water.
One of the the things I'd most like to forget
is pushing the small body onto the thorns,
the fluid smelling of celery rolling out
although it's possible this happened
to the dreamer, not me. As always,
he possessed absurd powers:
speaking clearly underwater,
titanium erections, counting
the feathers on a diving crow. Perhaps
in all God's design, there is no creature
more ironic than the crow. Said to be highly
intelligent, it observes no social system.
Just doesn't give a damn. Look at me
pretending to be a crow, a king, a black wing
when really I'm a beggar, a king, a shadow.
Snow heaved in peaks over roads.
Under the frozen river, a liquid river.
Nothing will protect you.
I Have Found the Best Way
to break several bones in the hand
is by punching a wall. In the more modern,
flimsier constructions, you will first want
to find a joist, otherwise the hand
will merely perforate the wall.
For locating joists, an electronic device
may be procured at any large hardware store.
How this tool works, I am not sure. Simply
knocking on the wall and listening for
a duller, deeper sound is often
quite sufficient although many
just trust luck. Maybe you'll want
a liar handy, someone who no longer
loves you so you can look at the throbbing
eyes, oceanic lips, the cerulean legs
and feel a sort of detonation.
Strength will be needed
and even if you are not the athletic type,
push-ups can only help.
Sometimes, liquor is an ingredient,
drunk alone from a jelly jar or at a bar
beside a stranger after seeing
one of the Halloween movies, there are plenty now,
where a murderer in a goalie mask
variously set ablaze, thrown from heights,
electrocuted, keeps coming back. The stranger's tale
is of a motor boat, how hard he worked for it,
on it then wrecked it, not in water but
towing it to water.
One of the the things I'd most like to forget
is pushing the small body onto the thorns,
the fluid smelling of celery rolling out
although it's possible this happened
to the dreamer, not me. As always,
he possessed absurd powers:
speaking clearly underwater,
titanium erections, counting
the feathers on a diving crow. Perhaps
in all God's design, there is no creature
more ironic than the crow. Said to be highly
intelligent, it observes no social system.
Just doesn't give a damn. Look at me
pretending to be a crow, a king, a black wing
when really I'm a beggar, a king, a shadow.
Snow heaved in peaks over roads.
Under the frozen river, a liquid river.
Nothing will protect you.