Poems by Russell Edson
The Family Monkey
... or gas monkey. The steam monkey is no longer being made, said the monkey ...
The Fall
... To which they said then go into the yard and do ...
The Gentlemen In The Meadow
... graveyard? They drift a little when the wind blows ...
Hands
... chap. Hears footsteps, looks to find his own feet gone ...
Ape
... That after we had love on the kitchen floor I would put him in the oven, after ...
The Fight
... The man said, oh the hell with it, as he swept the cup to ...
The Melting
... She diddles them and they produce sixteen little erections ...
A Historical Breakfast
... . . Ah, there it is, a cup of coffee approaching his face at ...
The Breast
... herself. It was the same as when she talked about her sister: herself ...
Angels
... When they cry out it is like the screech of a tiny hinge ...
The Pattern
... found it and saw that it was a little too ripe, they said, ...
Grass
... walls . . . There's treasure in grass, things dropped or put ...
Paying The Captain
... And so we must spend the rest of our days throwing the captain ...
Sleep
... sleeping . . . He needed a sleeping master, who with a whip and a ...
Counting Sheep
... have died. He puts them under a microscope, and falls asleep ...
