Anthropometamorphism
by Bill Yarrow
I have known a head become
a callus, matriculate, stop
shaving, move to Vegas
I have known a mouth become
a gland, install a flange,
sail to the Western Isles
I have known a bicep become
a tear duct, argue its authority,
sabotage the badinage
I have known a skin tag become
a pustule, take up the flugelhorn,
extrapolate the Florentines
I have known a heart become
a kidney, vibrate, grow
wings, fly off into the piss
a callus, matriculate, stop
shaving, move to Vegas
I have known a mouth become
a gland, install a flange,
sail to the Western Isles
I have known a bicep become
a tear duct, argue its authority,
sabotage the badinage
I have known a skin tag become
a pustule, take up the flugelhorn,
extrapolate the Florentines
I have known a heart become
a kidney, vibrate, grow
wings, fly off into the piss
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Author's Note
This poet appeared in Truck, guest edited by Alexander Cigale.
Anthropomorphism + metamorphism = anthropometamorphism.
This poem appears in Blasphemer (Lit Fest Press 2015).
Other stories by Bill Yarrow
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That guy who moved to Vegas. I think I met him at a party once. *
Great playfulness in this.
Good words. Visceral.
Great shifts in imagery throughout. The phrasings carry a lot of music. Enjoyed this piece, Bill.
Thanks, Jake, Gary, Lucinda, and Sam!
I love where this takes me. Imaginative and playful.*
Again I'd love to hear this read.
Fun and imaginative and some darn good poetry. *
Thank you, Gary, Steven, and Christian! Your kind comments are much appreciated.
Good, strong work by an artist willing to go where he hasn't gone before, creating new magic out of new roads. Cool!