Thursday, November 11, 2004

1514

RACCOON USING CLOROX

Maybe poems
Will appear in the washing machine,
Maybe afghani flowers
Will edge the field
Where the ones who've lost their legs
Play soccer,
Maybe boyfriends
Will say out loud, "Why would you hurt..."
Trailing off into decisions,
Maybe teachers
Will look over the collages
With photographs of a beano boardgame
And scatter thoughts
Of schoolgirl spanking from their minds,
Maybe child A
Will complete her report on Ataturk in time
To go outside
Before everyone has gone to Hawaii
To hear its poems.