Tuesday, December 15, 2009


Never Mind

by Dorothea Tanning

Never mind the pins

And needles I am on.

Let all the other instruments

Of torture have their way.

While air-conditioners

Froze my coffee

I caught the toaster

Eating my toast.

Did I press the right

Buttons on all these

Buttonless surfaces,

Daring me to press them?

Did you gasp on seeing what

The mailman just brought?

Will the fellow I saw pedalling

Across the bridge live long

After losing his left leg,

His penis, and his bike

To fearlessness?

Will his sad wife find

Consolation with the

Computer wizard called in

Last year to deal with glitches?

Did you defuse the boys’

Bomb before your house

Was under water, same

As everything else?

My sister grabbed her

Silver hand mirror

Before floating away.

The dog yelped constantly,

Tipping our canoe.

Silly dog.