With ears bandaged tight.
A lady blowing her brains out
Through her nostrils
Due to who-knows-what.
An old man shuffles to the corner
With a hacking cough.
The crease of his pant leg
Traces the crisp line
Of an obsolete prosthesis.
A boy with two black eyes
And zero parents quietly tears apart
A many-colored model of the heart,
Complete with intricate diagrams
And many terms in Latin.
You had only scheduled a checkup,
But the man with a swollen lip
And crutches is eyeing you
Like a long-lost brother.
"Be right as rain," he murmurs.
The moths orbiting the light fixture
In crazy spirals—they, likewise,
Sympathize with inchworms below,
With those measuring floor tiles.
There are differing types of constraint.
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