This just popped into my head today, the idea of a poem needing medical attention. I don't know maybe it comes from all the medical dramas I've been watching (Scrubs and House), or perhaps the workshopping I do and how that relates to "fixing" a poem. Anyways here is my poetry emergency.
Poetry Emergency
We need to clear an airway,
this poem is going under.
Bring out the editors,
with their bright red pens,
we'll revise until it
has regained enough function
that we really can really go to work on it.
We will hack away lines like
old civil war surgeons and
we'll drain away its humours
giving the similes and metaphors
the cure they need.
Don't worry about the stanzas and punctuation
we'll throw it through a centrifuge
letting everything separate out and then
fall into place.
Copyright 2007 William Curb
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