
Dee Rimbaud © 2005 All Rights Reserved
Once Upon a Time
There was a gob of mud
Lolling around on the ocean floor
And it gathered itself together
In the form of your grandmother
And migrated to land
It felt very unhappy
Living with Cousin Moss
So it invented Calisthenics
In several large fruit trees
When suddenly your crazy grandfather
Lassoed an alphabet of sounds
So he could converse with his enemies
While he grew a thumb Go to sleep now Billy
Yes All of this is the absolute truth All
John McKernan teaches at Marshall University West Virginia. He teaches seminars in Healing the Fractured Comma and introductory courses on Theories of the Exclamation Point. Recent poems of his have appeared in Gulf Coast, Mudfish, and The Paris Review.