Uncle History
(With his metal detector)
Stomps into the fields
Searching for false teeth
(They’re always
Made of wire and bone)
He hums a haiku
In his head—
Teeth bone wire under-
Ground trinkets for the dead ones…
Then he steps on a potato
Beep beep
“Call the dogs!” he shouts
“There’s a dead man here
Wearing a suit of armor
“Right there
Under the tubers!”
Its hard to give up
On chivalry
When you’re 5000 years old
You want the earth
To be heroic
You want…
Planet of the Blind 