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The Fury Of Abandonment
Someone lives in a cave
eating his toes,
I know that much.

Someone little lives under a bush
pressing an empty Coca-Cola can against
his starving bloated stomac,
I know that much.

A monkey had his hands cut off
for a medical experiment
and his claws wept.

I know tht much.


I know that it is all
a matter of hands.

Out of the mournful sweetness of touching
comes love
like breakfast.

Out of the many houses come the hands
before the abandonment of the city,
out of hte bars and shops,
a thin file of ants.


I've been abandoned out here
under the dry stars
with no shoes, no belt
and I've called Rescue Inc.
-
that old-fashioned hot line -
no voice.

Left to my own lips, touch them,
my own nostrils, shoulders, breasts,
navel, stomach, mound,kneebone, ankle,
touch them.


It makes me laugh
to see a woman in this condition.

It makes me laugh for America and New York city
when your hands are cut off
and no one answers the phone.
Written by: Anne Sexton

Book: Reflection on the Important Things