In Case of Poetry Reading Break Glass
It is almost certain this is a scenario that will never happen:
if someone spontaneously combusts while reading something
by Bukowski then perhaps they should be allowed to burn.
Then let’s all go for the axe.
Of course, the sign there would read, “In case of fire break glass,”
and inside the tiny little alcove,
the shelf barely big enough to hold an ancient dwarf mummy,
would be a poetry book
which most of us, I fear, would not know how to use.
We would stare blankly at it for several seconds,
wondering what possible good it could do us,
how it might yet save our lives.
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Published by Texas Review Press