Jimmy
by Brian Yapko
to see, unsee and
then forever-see
this pale little boy
this pirate-superboy-
clown who would
not stay because he
had other plans
written into the
strangeness
of his blood, a
genetic defiance he
couldn’t pronounce
but we called
he-mo-feel-ya.
but he could laugh
and play piggy with
too many sweets;
he could stomp and
shout and see
everything
unblinking –
until his eyes
closed and, clutching
mr cuddles to him,
entered the land
of forever dreaming;
where the color red
is banished; that
most special place
from which he has
reemerged as
a poem named
jimmy.
About the Author
Brian Yapko is a lawyer whose poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Grand Little Things, Society of Classical Poets, Poetica, Chained Muse, Garfield Lake Review, Tempered Runes Press, Auroras and Blossoms, Showbear Family Circus, Sparks of Calliope, Iris Literary Journal, Rainbow Poems, Parliament Literary Journal, Light Poems, Apricity and Abstract Elephant. He lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.