my grandfather's cane

[grifter]

my grandfather had been
out of the hospital
for three days
it was a car wreck
he wouldn’t wear
a seatbelt
he told me
he only had
one good kidney
and he wasn’t about
to tie it down
so there he stood
drinking white liquor
next to saggy barbwire fence
balanced on a cane
that a doctor he hated
had given him
when a percheron
that’s a horse
with prehistoric aspirations
snatched his
five foot four frame
from the earth
by the front pocket
of his bib-overalls
he yelled for me
to grab his mason jar
as his cane
met the skull
of an animal
from the ice age
the giant work horse
never noticed
it adjusted it’s grip
as my grandfather’s cane
and curses rained on
it’s ancient genetics
then it gently replaced him
on the planet
minus the block tobacco
he carried against
his chest
later when he had
his mason jar
and i had a coke
in a glass bottle
we talked about
his cane
and he said
maybe his doctor
wasn’t so stupid
after all

[Laura]

This is a bit different from what you've been posting ... it seems more straight forward and simple than your usual different self.

"that’s a horse
with prehistoric aspirations
snatched his
five foot four frame
from the earth
by the front pocket
of his bib-overalls"

--I loved this, description and wording is there a real story behind these lines?

[grifter]

yeah i saw this happen when i was around 10 years old, i don't know why i wrote it this way, i think maybe i should blame bukowski again?, i'm not sure, percherons are the biggest animals i have ever had as pets, you don't really "work them", they help you do things, like pull your wagon, or plow your field, they are so big, they pretty much do what they want, when i saw this, it was amazing, funny, and scary all at the same time,

[Only Me]

it was less melodic.. if thats a word. lol. but I liked it. It does seem like it would be better put into story form. unless it was being read aloud, in which case this form would be better...