Thursday, October 07, 2010

When Children Panic



When Children Panic


Panic is not attached to the memory
of troublesome times, like surgical tape
sticks to the skin.

Analyst ask you to lay down and close
your eyes, but your thoughts drain
and you can’t remember

if anyone took the bandages off your mother
before she was put in the coffin. (Was she buried
with the catheter strapping?)

Grandmother would say: “Men have a long tube,
it’s for burying seeds.” I would ask why some fruit
never fell from the tree, they rotted on the branch,

as if resisting the imagination,
and open doors. “They need to be picked,”
was all she’d say.

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