by William Skink

I went to the place that gives me poems and while sitting beside the flood-stage flow of the Clark Fork river I received this. Amen is the opposite of N Men.

N MEN

lock me in the sock drawer, mama
the needle men are here
the dreams they bring
with pinprick stings
hiss like daddy’s beer

Christopher on the playground
said his dad has a plan
the heart can see
how the mind deceives
but I didn’t understand

all I see are eyes now, mama
and hands that cannot touch
I want to play
but Karen will say
I use it like a crutch

the cartoons have gone feral
like silly Pepe frog
oh what the heck
I’ll channel KEK
and rule from my log

Daddy hasn’t spoken
for 19 days and nights
before going mum
he told me, his son
to teach rabbits how to fight

I’m not sure how to do this
they cannot hold the knives
so instead I said
with our strong legs
we best run for our lives