Grown Bored of Adulting
Wake up, Sunshine. Recall the way
you once tumbled as a child
before bundled-up fear grabbed hold
of your legs and feet. Stop enduring tedium.
Sometimes a man follows tracks and spikes
or an elephant. There is always
a pachyderm in a room or outdoors.
Forget those rules of the road,
that Connecticut etiquette
and those stiff, high-collared shirts
worn on starched bodies.
O, mannequin, unbutton your eyes,
unzipper your brain. Look again
at those seemingly straight railroad tracks,
see the buffalo charging your way?
Jump off that office chair; ride a wild
creature inside the faraway forest.
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Maureen Sherbondy’s work has appeared in New York Quarterly, Prelude, Calyx, Southern Humanities Review, and other journals. Her forthcoming book is The Body Remembers. Maureen lives in Durham, NC. www.maureensherbondy.com