It's poem about the terrible time in young people's lives
when they're deciding what they want to be.
I think I'm still going through that phase.
It's called what "Zimmer Would Be."
"When asked I used to say, I want
to be a doctor, which is the same thing as a child saying,
I want to be a priest or I want to be a magician, which
is the laying on of hands, the vibrations, the rabbit
in the hat or the body in the cup, the curing of the sick
and the raising of the dead.
Fix and fix you're all better, I would
say to the neighborhood wounded as we fought the World
War to the vacant lots of Ohio.
Fix and fix you're all better.
And they would rise to fight again.
But then I saw my aunt die slowly of cancer
and a man struck down by a car.
All along I had really wanted to be a poet, which
as see, almost the same thing as saying I want to be a doctor,
I want to be a priest, or I want to be a magician.
All along, without realizing it, I had wanted to be a poet.
Fix and fix, you're all better."