Would You Care for a Lifting

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Would You Care for a Lifting

Woman Codriver
Would You Care for a Lifting
Ten Years Ago
People that Keep on Whining
Well, I Write on Everything
You Can’t See the Fog from the Sun
Doesn’t Matter – I Greet Everybody
Three Pregnant Women at a Party
We Learn to Eat

With a bib and a spoon
then with a knife and a fork
(we slurp soup as if it doesn’t taste good)

no smacking – keep your mouth closed
(if you speak while you eat
you’ll marry a…)

straight as warriors
with our newspapers under our arms
we break a place to bite as men

you can eat fish with your fingers
because it has a lot of bones
but use pliers for the lobster

(eating with Chinese sticks
is like writing haiku)

we learn how to eat all of our lives
and finally we still end
just as we started

with a bib and a spoon
almost flat on our backs
fed by someone else

2018-08-21T17:23:15+00:00 April 16th, 2006|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 47|0 Comments