Selected Poetry by Thomas Mixon
Photo Source: Max Pixel FROM THE WAIST UP ONLY From the waist up only The wand searches to the sternum Before using the Ribs to approximate How far down these hips are before they are swapped New bones only Appear with sinister regularity The lecture tonight Will cover astrophysics And nobody is expecting to find or be caught with a knife If the website only Steered people’s bare attention The task wouldn’t be so constant Gaps in the queue could be and should be detectable But a quiet...