Thursday, May 26, 2011

Margaret Atwood Blind Assassins (poem)

My successor
I assure you
the smear
on page 16
is not blood

blame it on
living solo
table manners
deteriorate
in the absence of witnesses

once was a time
I would have
said oops
cash in hand
to a lady in a twinset
at the service desk

personal responsibility 
was important then
now I choose
to spend my money on
dog food enough to last the week
and trust that all those
ladies in twinsets
their eyeglasses around their necks
who noticed
who cared
whose near-sighted eyes were 20/20
when it came to 
the need for restitution 
are gone
replaced by mechanical eyes
that see barcodes
but not Western dressing