I fucking love Dean Young.

Ten Inspirations

1
You decide to make soup.
You do not have any carrots or onion.
Any celery or chicken or leaves.
You have water and salt though.
Boil ten minutes. Serve.
And afterwards this simple soup
may be used to wash your face.

2
You decide to make a masterpiece.
You do not have any paints or thorns,
any genius or paper, any pianos
or sticks or rubber.
You have air though.
No doubt about it,
a masterpiece.

3
You decide to make a god.
Don't have no commandments,
no Renaissance altarpieces, no
relics, tax-sheltered televangelists,
funny hats.
You do have yourself.
Wow, gods act like Walt Whitman.

4
You decide to tell your sweetheart
how much you like humping him or her
but even as you're coming,
his/her nipples stiff as pearls
under your palm, you know
there's something deeper you love.

5
You decide to make a flower.
You don't have any seeds, bees,
bat guano, engravings, pitchforks,
sunshine, scarecrows.
You have a feeling though.
Presto.

6
You decide to make a gift.
You have artificial eyes, education,
lightweight wing material,
electricity, sugar, chlorophyll,
a bedroom, doo-wop.
I can't wait.

7
You decide to make a moon
then realize you don't have room
anywhere to put it.
One moon will have to provide
enough rhyming opportunities.

8
You decide to make a suspension bridge.
You look through a toilet paper tube.
You have the day off.
Call Tony but he's on his way to the Cape.
Watch a TV show about paratrooping supermodels.
Wipe gunk off a surface.
Your cat tells you it's dinnertime
but it's only three o'clock.

9
You decide to make a match.
Don't have any sulfur
or magnesium. No striking surface,
accelerant or slogan. You give up
and sleep and a bride-sized spark plug
tells you to look within.
There's a sea horse.

10
You are in your pajamas
eating cold pizza
when you decide to make a coyote.
Now all you need is a pregnant coyote.