Born without arms, he overcame
all obstacles. Even in infancy
he could wield chopsticks
with incredible dexterity. After the usual
years of study he could dissect
not just the brain, but synaptic boundaries
His high chair was a throne
from which he ruled
the OR, a scalpel for scepter, his feet
immaculate and exquisitely groomed
within their custom latex socks.
Between procedures he juggled
marbles and practiced
card tricks, now you see 'em...
All the tensions coiled in her body released
in a dance of finger with finger
in her tense clasped hands
Odd to think that the worst pollutant
is another child. No discount
for economies of scale. Apres moi le deluge I could say
with a straight face, and advise Carlos to avoid beach-front property.
In the clearing at the top of the hill
two dogs bark at the man doing Tai Chi.
We each have our sense of appropriateness.
Later one of the dogs
comes around for its ears to be scratched.
Silly beast, both she and me.
Off-trail on a parallel ridge
a man skulks through the undergrowth and disappears
behind a rise. I round the hill and there he is,
all his worldly goods in a shopping-cart.
Two girls pitcher and catcher
practice softball.
I face the pitcher, but it's the catcher
I watch. A smoker,
right into the pocket.
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