How to be Hit
forget there's another person in the room,
forget there's a room
turn into a naked animal
in the desert outside Jerusalem,
outside Las Vegas, in the flower
bed outside your mother's house
feel your skin burn as if
you lie under boiling water
in an old pink bathtub
forget how to open your eyes,
how to use your tongue, hear
someone breathing louder, louder
hear your mother yelling
somewhere downstairs,
calling you for pancakes
though she's been dead for a decade
be five years old, curled in the dirt
under your favorite swimming pool,
be ten years old, beaned in the face
with a fastball and knocked to the grass,
stare at the sun without your glasses
and don't blink, even as the pain
reaches through your retina to your brain stem,
even as the sky goes black
1 comment:
deeply imaginative and visceral,
forget how to open your eyes -
yes at night when you are afraid
you can't see...strong poem.
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