I’m having a tricky time
pulling my thumbs
from this tangled extinction event–
I know I can use them
for the rest of my life
[if my life were to continue tomorrow].
But no matter my strategy,
I’m trapped and helpless,
my thumbs getting stiffer by the minute.
Now I know how those poor dogs feel
when they try to answer the telephone.
Author: Aidan Badinger
I am a poet.
I write poems.
Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.
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