Are you seeing cats where there are no cats?
Bats where there are no bats? Fighting the urge
to put your trash in a public mailbox, to write
down all your thoughts and opinions on a sign
and plant it in your front yard for everyone driving
by to see? I am thinking of going back and picking up
that necktie I saw lying on the side of the road and putting it
on so I can call myself a respectable. Then at night
I’ll tie a towel around my neck so I can call myself
a superhero.

Every year on the first day of school
the bus driver would tell us the story of the boy
who was sticking his head out the window while the bus
was moving and had it knocked off. They say
a severed head remains conscious for ten seconds
after it’s separated from the body, but trust me,
it’s a lot longer than that. The best example
of recycling I’ve ever seen was a bee’s nest
constructed inside the skull of a dead cow.

We all know that one about how the heart
of a blue whale is the size of a small car, right?
That its arteries are so big a full grown man could swim
through them? Imagine what that’s like for the whale.
Existing for millions of years only to wake up one day
and find the 20th century inside of you.

Patrick Meeds

Patrick Meeds lives in Syracuse, NY and studies writing at the Syracuse YMCA’s Downtown Writer’s Center. He has been previously published in Stone Canoe literary journal, New Ohio Review, Tupelo Quarterly, the Atticus Review, Whiskey Island, Guernica, East by Northeast, and Door Is A Jar, and his writing is forthcoming in Jokes Review, Muddy River Poetry Review, and Doubly Mad.