Let's do something from the book,
so I have some emoticons here.
So when time comes for the emoticon to appear in the poem,
I will show you it, and be prepared to instantly react
accordingly or not.
That's fine.
It's somewhere around here.
There we go, emoticon one.
There was no God in my childhood,
and now, I miss him in armlessness.
I could have used a God's arm since I lost my own,
but listen, it was the man with God in his childhood
who took away my arms.
Now, he has mine, his own, and God's.
What the fuck?
God, what for is my email password your prophets name,
Isaiah?
Why for do I type, Isaiah, Isaiah, at least, 20 times
a day?
I'll change it to "gimme back my arms 07."
I'll change it to INAUDIBLE nothing.
I'll change it to the face of the rabbit that
comes at the end of autumn, meaning nothing
and disappears among the leaves.
Rabid husband, are you scared of this thing
behind the wallpaper?
It's silence.
Everyone at once, peel off your wallpaper.
As soon as it's down, phones will stop ringing,
your husbands won't come home from the office.
Wait, what husbands?
Those you never loved, and so it follows.
We never once made love.
How scared I was to close the garden door.
No one out there in the dark green,
twitchless dusk to reopen it.
Remember that woman playing hide and seek on her wedding day
in a hired castle who closed on herself a door that
wouldn't open from within, a system of levers
built into the wall.
50 years later, she's found by the caretaker, still,
white gloved, clutching a knife.
Would I have tried to eat the glove, my hand?
Well, I peeled him off, even without arms.
You mean the husband?
Yes, because of his problem.
He's lost things, like Peter Pan's shadow.
You know when he lost it?
Yes, well, it was God.
This is actually a true story about this woman who
was playing hide and seek in this castle that they, I guess,
rented for her wedding.
And she found, like, a secret room,
and closed the door on herself, and then
realized that she actually couldn't get out of the room.
So 50 years later, somebody found her.
Very macabre, but true.