waking up
imagine
a young boy
and a father
frequently
beating the son
and one morning
the son wakes up
that far from the wall
that being the distance
from one hand to the other
when you hold them in front of you
you see
the boy is flying
he has been taken from his sleep
and sent flying towards the wall
like a ball
or a bull towards the cape
seeing red and flying
imagine
waking up
that
far
from the wall
Copyright © michael dennis / South Western Ontario Poetry 1983
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