Critical Analysis
By Joe Dickinson
Open! Open!
The gates!
The shoes!
The (I don’t even know)
Who are you?
My socks!
Help me Rhonda!
No
I hate you
Get away.
Lefty is right,
Righty is wrong.
This is a continental phenomenon –
Two people holding hands
Walking
Down a tree lined street.
There is nothing more beautiful,
In my mind.
Hurting you
I hope I’m not.
Sometimes I like to be alone.
Sometimes not.
Fitfully, the, dutifully,
Obeying orders
Oh – of course!
Send me to the pit
And watch
My body burn.
Copyright 2007 Joe Dickinson