The Furniture of Time
(after Yves Tanguy)
In his rocking chair, Grandfather weeps
for the biscuit that nobody brings him.
The piano where Pixie plays Mozart
prefers Barenboim, Joplin, Chopsticks.
What’s for lunch? asks the kitchen sink.
Barley with Chicken Soup quips the stove.
A ladder climbs out of the basement
to rest on the farthest star.
The corpse in his carry cot
still calls out for lullabies.
The couple lie down in their bedroom
on a lifetime of memory foam.
After Chi Lingyun
You prick your finger while sewing
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