This Is a Fucking Poem

By Catherine Wagner Catherine Wagner
don’t expect too much.
 
Well I expect you to go into the
fucking human tunnel
I’m going.
 
pink grimy glossed
entabulature, welted
and tattooed. Enfolded in
ropy ceiling-hangings
but it isn’t a room,
 
and bumblingly sliding
out, little legs of
 
a little girl, bum on the wall/opening
 
pink legs sticking out like a
hermit crab’s, she’s coming!
 
shudder out the little-girl
legs with a little
girl head mostly eyes, no ears,
bug brain, aimless
 
Send her to school
 
It’s cold, and where should she
go, she will eat her
legs with her mandibles
 
her eyes will retract inside.
 
Stroke her riding hood
Settle down, little
 
nobody will hurtcha
 
by breaking off your little legs,
six little legs,
if you come.

Catherine Wagner, "This Is a Fucking Poem" from My New Job. Copyright © 2009 by Catherine Wagner.  Reprinted by permission of Catherine Wagner.

Source: My New Job (Fence Books, 2009)

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POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern