Flick Shut

Landscape with Birds, Lucian Freud, 1940

[Landscape with Birds, by Lucian Freud, 1940]

Flick Shut

She was neglecting herself.

That interception, missing thought,

inner infant,

who cried into her sight for mommy,

please come and change me,

brush hands over me, palms of care

involved elsewhere,

always elsewhere, and eyes averted

to flicking filmstrips ranged from horizon

to horizon and speeded up. The whining

child would have to make do.

But that baby didn’t understand,

had no reason at all and just cried and cried

while she panelled the walls, one block of rapid

filmstrips, one lethal blot–alternating these,

telling  it to shut up.


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