Never Mind

Never mind the pins
And needles I am on.
Let all the other instruments
Of torture have their way.
While air-conditioners
Freeze my coffee
I watch 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 pedaling
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?
Aunt Til grabbed her
Silver hand mirror
Before floating away.
The dog yelped constantly,
Tipping our canoe.
Silly dog.

by Dorothea Tanning

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Nicely penned poem. Thanks poet and congrats.
From her fond mother's doating eyes The radiant gem he bore; The weeping maids and village swains Beheld her charms no more. Congrats and thanks to the departed soul for the poet of the day AWARD.
Here shall the bloody contest end, Let peace o'erspread the land; More homage than the conqueror's sword CAN BEAUTY'S TEARS COMMAND! ... yes, let peace o'erspread the land; Congrarulation to her soul for the P.O.D.
Such a very nice poem.....
For shame, shake off those woman's tears, The frowning bridegroom cried, And know, SIR RAYMOND'S warlike breast Disdains a timid bride. Sheer beauty of a lyrical poem cast in the mould of a classic ballad enchants the reader. Thanks a lot.
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