Cast Iron Boy
(I look at you, I see My mother; I look at her, I see You)
You are hairy And h e a v y Obscure She is The sun Thin air Light-blue eyes She’s the Nothing (All-things-devouring).
Who are you? And What are you doing Right now How are you, and Was it really necessary? At least, answer this: Was-it-worth-it?
Please tell me how How did it go? One day eating The next which ate the next Which ate the nest Inside my rib cage Until one egg Cracked The rest followed and All the babies died All . . .the . . . . .babies . . . . . . . . . . died . . . . .babies . . .our All
But you know nothing of this. It’s not your business, sir. You turned me Into Nothing You didn’t even Notice: busy as you were In the act of turning around.














