At all times I see before me the warning
Stuck on the lawn mower
DANGER KEEP HANDS AND FEET AWAY
The image of a red wedge severing the silhouetted finger

And I remember my brothers-in-law
One the amateur woodworker
The other a pianist inattentive
As the car door slammed

And I remember those deliberate dismemberments
The beheadings and other amputations
And children cut off by war politics and disease
From parents and the ordinary sources of nutrition

Am I the sick one to remember the truth
Am I the sick one
Amid the compulsory suburban reaping
To remember the grim universal harvest