True Stories
Look:Lured somehow together,
an aging fat man,
his bedridden, invalid wife,
and a deaf-mute brother in law
who was locked in a room
day and night
for his own protection.
Once----he escaped;
his dreams exploded:
on some mangled, dirty street
corner, in his trancelike state
of exhilarating freedom,
unnoticed,
he slipped under a car.
It was just a slight, slight
mistake.
Back in his room, now
paralyzed,
the protection escalates,
more frantic than before.
His sister,
with tight little lips,
and even tighter eyes,
lying prostrate in her hospital bed,
knew
it was a voodoo curse
struck by her own sister
with malicious intent
unfathomable to ordinary humans.
Her husband,
overseer of nature's depravity,
believes all events
the work of a pervasive,
secret injustice
he can never fight too hard
against;
he keeps a constant vigil
and warns all strangers
with loud disgust
of the labyrinth in these intrigues.
Disguised as reality,
these small scions of shadow and light
clash and crash and smash
against each other
serving only to rally
each antagonist
to build a bigger fire
against an unknown enemy.
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