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where everything is bright and tall

Lisa Hemminger

where eyes were quick to catch entire auras
where mundane minutes
yanked attention forward like a sprained ankle, but painless
When you’re young and short expectations never have to measure up
And each new hope was hoisted up by sets of trusty mental suspenders.
You are ok for a while where you are
On the edge of our yard we can still see you
It’s your turn that we be adult and watch
You may play
Oooh! That pent-up goat of memory is got.
Somebody should tell these medics how, well, how were you?
Coming back from Europe recounting your losses in tented rooms?
OMIGOD I said aloud when I saw you
She’s left her eyes over there
is what I meant
But then with mine I noticed broken glass where replacement eyes once swam
From then we never saw each other the same but you learned to stumble Chicago again.
Someone should tell these doctors,
“Drop your mamsy pambsy cures, she’s a poet,
Instead of prognoses and oxygen this girl needs word and no thesaurus either.
Your brain alone will bring you back to where you need to be
On wider, broader, scenic, picaresque roads!”
Who cares right now if you don’t know if you’re a woman or a man
Tell the graduated monitors to upstage themselves with a poem in your hand.
May in’s flow in bumpy big bite thoughts to grow like ivy in gray gardens
May your runaway train of thought enter thickets to come back and pick you up my friend
Let the poem explain for us all. She and you will try once more to toss the ball.
Someone should call and tell these doctors,
“There is a plan ...” and that you’ll be back when you’ve gathered enough from the second
coat going over when you’ve said goodbye to saying goodbye to friends.
You are absolute will where you are right now
Drinking up what only skies and kids know matters.
Later somebuddy
But only some buddy, spelled exactly as it sounds
more mind, some body
should visit you to comment on your gown.

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