Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Friday, October 28, 2016

Thinking of You

Inside you is a bulldozer.
One by one shacks are brought down,
huffing like rabid dogs eating black dirt and bones

For years you have been convinced life is a locked cage,
love must be suffered.

you were invented in a glaring hospital room
when a blurry nurse gave sterile blankets a sharp slap.
Out you came, gasping, hale, making a fist.
And off you ran, through the twisted spokes of a bicycle wheel,
atop broken canning jars, between crumpled cars,
kicking at burning oil cans and two bad marriages.
The destruction complete.
--Mitchell Hegman

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