Not the Solution

The pneumatic falls

A four inch line on the arm

Tripping down the stairs

A welt on an arm

Falling into boards

The side turns purple

And the fingers like a blender

The head terraformed with lumps

Holes in the foot from nails

Shredded knees from roof leanings

A shoulder near dislocation

Dust in the lungs like a butter

Cough up the taste of molding

Sneeze the color of puss

You tell someone

Why don’t people

Rise up out of this shit?

Why don’t the stupid people

Find books?

His response?

Write a book for stupid people.