RAD POETRY THANKS TIM JONES-YELVINGTON
WILL I GET A HINT WITH THE WHO
(as read by Dorothy)
for Tim-Jones Yelvington
Life, friends, is a very large cabinet.
And you, you must lift it by feeling
from the knees! Life does not belong to
life. Life is very much yours. Treat it as
a cake given to you gently by a kangaroo
with a pouch full of milk and Bisquik
dropped in your lap over many
nights, often the nights you do not
want to wash your face but you do.
There is, for this cake, no oven.
Life is not an oven. Life is a cabinet!
Quick! You must catch it! Even now,
blue paint for hair, mouth crammed
with lightbulbs and Coffeemate, life is
asleep in my bed. I must know you.
It is okay to be shy with your friend.