"It's never really dark
anyway, not even inside the skull"

— Young, Dean (b. 1955)


Publisher
Copper Canyon Press
Date
2015
Metaphor
"It's never really dark
anyway, not even inside the skull"
Metaphor in Context
Sleep well. A gland in the command
center releases its yellow hornet
to tell you you're missing the point,
the point being that getting smacked
by a board, gored by umbrellas, tongue-
lashed by cardiologists, bush-wacked
by push-up bras is a learning experience.
Sure, you're about learned up. Weren't
we promised the thieves would be punished?
Promised jet-packs and fleshy gardenias
and wine to get the dust out of our mouths?
And endless forgiveness? A floral rot
comes out of the closet, the old teacher's
voice comes out of the ravine, red-wings
in rushes never forget their rusty-hinged
song. Moon-song, dread-song, hardly-a-song
at all song. Let's ignore that call,
let someone else stop Mary from herself
for the 80th time. It's never really dark
anyway, not even inside the skull
. Take
my hand, fellow figment. Every spring
we'll meet, definite as swarms of stars,
insects over glazed puddles, your eyes
green even though your driver's license
says otherwise. And yes, mortal knells
in sleepless hours, hollow knocks of empty
Categories
Provenance
On chalkboard: seen eating lunch at Revolutionary Soup, in Charlottesville, Virginia.
Citation
Dean Young, "How to be a Surrealist," from Bender: New and Selected Poems (Copper Canyon Press, 2015).
Date of Entry
03/13/2017

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.