Funeral For A Leg - Poem by Jan Hauck
This roaring monster from my right
Appeared and hit, a marvelous strike,
I have to say, this admirable strength,
Its rubber feet, the howling engine,
Bruised me and knocked me unconscious.
They said they had to remove my leg,
Too crushed, beaten, shattered,
But I think they are lying, I still
Feel it, the pain and some itching
And a little thumping in my toes.
I don't know where they took you,
My leg, I will miss you, you took me
To places and carried me with your brother,
But they hold funerals for bodies,
Why not for you, my leg?
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