i want words to tumble

i want words
to tumble, make
their own music
like little friends
through a tavern
and they should freely

roam and grab
those things with signs

that say “Don’t touch”
they shouldn’t sit

in straight-backed
chairs they’re children jesus
christ almighty

and i want them
to go on
and on and not because
they have a thing
to say but just
to tumble
and fall and trip
and laugh and rise
and dust
away the dirt or suck
the blood from their finger’s cut
but you
would have them
sit in straight-backed
chairs and think
very hard
about what they mean and god
forbid they should be hurt
you’d strap them
to a gurney and the ambulance
would come and then
all white rooms and protocols and you’d think
the word was dead; you’ve hooked
so many tubes to it you’d know
but it has jumped

out the window
and crying simul-


About nosuchthingasastraightline

I grew up in tiny Lyme, New Hampshire, where I drew, roamed the surrounding woods, and first entertained the idea of God while listening to my mom's Beatles records. I studied biology at Harvard University where I wrote for The Harvard Lampoon and also began writing poetry. I have since made a living variously as a comedy screenwriter, teacher, and private tutor in math, science and writing. I’ve released three CDs of original music as the singer-songwriter and guitar player for Crooked Roads (listen to latest tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/crooked-roads). My poetry writing has been inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins, William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, Antonio Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, and others. My two books of poetry, "The Morning I Married the Sky," and “Free this Morning” are both available on Amazon.
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