Dented Cans
To many, a child in the nineteen fifties
dented cans were important
we used them in various ways
they became our childish telephone
stretched across a room
connected by a long piece of string
we had rubbed with candle wax
it never really worked... but
we never cared
we would stand empty dented cans around the house
and place them strategically... our own little army
then scurry from room to room
carrying a board with two nails buried halfway
a rubber band between them used as a trigger
where clothes pins were launched
trying to defeat this army of cans
but, our most important love for dented cans...was
our mom knew they were cheaper to buy
from the neighborhood market
and we were able to eat that day
1/5/18 contest Dented Cans
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