1
In the first cartoons
the mutability of forms
was a laugh riot:
bouncing biceps,
one foot growing huge
to stomp a cricket—
and staying that way.
The aye-aye’s
first finger.
2
It’s one thing to rate pains
on a number scale,
another to judge them
qualitatively—
aching, stinging
or burning?
Only we can do this
no matter how many
feed-back loops
they put into the machines.
3
Be specific:
include kinks and tics,
a good twinge
in the roots
when the brush is pulled
hard
through time’s
tangled mess.
Here’s the catch:
you can’t know
you’re in a costume
and also
be serious
Copyright © 2024 by Rae Armantrout. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on September 13, 2024, by the Academy of American Poets.