Wednesday, January 2, 2013


(from a small plastic box at the check-out aisle)

Even the size nine feet at the end of the day come out
of the size six shoes
The large square peg stops attempting
the small round hole
After mere hours, our heads emerge from
the straining birth canal
Diamonds are finally mined from eons
as claustrophobic coal
Luckily, the pressed butterfly falls out
while looking up the word "hegira" from Webster's
And always, mercifully, there will be another
infinitesimal pause between tick and tock
The pea has days off between nights
beneath the princess
But without mercy, more pained than a New Yorker
pinned under the Statue of Liberty's stiletto heel,
is the lonely, trapped,
Mexican Jumping

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