Dean Creighton
AEROBICIZE

I want to make
an exercise video.
Half an hour
of me hauling ironwood
for the winter armor.

In the epilogue
I would suggest
that all effete
and pampered americans
with their digitally controlled
urinary tracts
and automobiles
with muzac equipped
bidets
and standard
sleeping beauty
mirrors
schedule an hour
with me
in my woods
so for once
in their whineful birthright
lives
they could
let the wind
take wage
from the sweat
on their brows
and maybe
blush
to the silence.


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