the age of responsibility

the dentist reshapes 

the bridge of your nose

his breath of garlic

it seeps from your pores 

while you sleep

but when you

have a real problem

you call the plumber 

to fish out your stomach lining 

from the sink drain

using an eggbeater

that he operates 

by pumping air 

into a rubber bulb

that’s spent too much time

seeing the inside of organs

like the piñata that you raised 

high up to the oak beams

with your climbing ropes and 

split open with a pick axe

out poured whole chickens

and blood sausages, hams 

and the lies 

you told to your children

Reviews

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

D****t, Frank, The jig is up.
This is a mixed drink of humor, with a shot of sarcasm, with the rim sprinkled with bitter truth.
Outstanding write from an outstanding mind.

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Funny I was thinking today about the lies we tell our children about Santa, tooth fairy etc..we spend a lifetime telling them that lying is wrong, how confusing must that be? All the same I don't know anyone damaged by the idea of something magical..

[L]

Your poetry is so delightfully disturbed :)

[asdarkeyesclose]

love the pinata image, worked fantastically well we would expect toys and sweets but here we have 'whole chickens and blood sausages', liked the way you linked the sink and the stomach images too, thoroughly grotesque in its own way!

[Ed Hart]

i'll bet your classroom is a barrel of fun and guts

[bookworm]

Ooh hoo hoo.....indeed! I loooove it...favorite line is the last, the one that sticks..."hams and the lies you told to your children"...the pinata reference is frigging killer...yey! You surprised me!