A Found Poem

Anna McKerrow

Opposite a block of control / Him to make him / a woman / Crowded on a table / Protest that she is not /

In fact / A-real / And next door to / a garage! / She picks up smile /Says, help / Talking / Help with the papier mache /

She says, / It’s actually a dummy / Or at least that’s what I think / She says, / Actually made of rubber / Isn’t that interesting /

Dress, monkey, she says, / That does not awaken her / Exposed closer / Examination reveals these / Small furry Victorian night- / With her you have the says, /

The onset of the fire / place you see dead / at night / model like, says / like a kind of paradise / she lifts her skirt /

Ice cream / movies every day / all of them / shadow of the nursery / she bows her head / does not / did not use oils /she says / I arrived here /

Forces the jaws apart / the pleasure / the pleasure / she says, as if she is / stroking them /

With her you have the sense / faces in the fireplace / the corridor death / sheeted / pregnant rabbit / sucking! / to learn early / they were hurts / nails in his leg /

She says / dollies and props / “What I love / doing prints,” / seated on a stool / figure’s parted legs / panels like stations on the cross / is a collection of plastic / saints and plastic virgins /

You do oil painting / she says she is not / is evasive when it comes /