Margaret Hasse calls the Poetry Crisis Line

COUNSELOR: Poetry Crisis Line, what is your emergency?

CALLER: Blue numbers on my bedside clock

COUNSELOR: Are they supposed to be some other color?

CALLER: tell I forgot to change the hour.

COUNSELOR: Right. Are you late for work?

CALLER: This sets routines on haywire.

COUNSELOR: I can imagine. So how does that make you feel?

CALLER: Like a domestic goat

COUNSELOR: You want to bang your head into things?

CALLER: staked / to its circle of earth.

COUNSELOR: That’s always puzzled me. I mean, they eat weeds that can wreck a lawnmower, so what stops a goat from chewing through a rope?

CALLER: I don’t do well untethered.

COUNSELOR: So it’s a personal choice not to bite off the rope?

CALLER: I have no hunger for early dinner,

COUNSELOR: I just meant to bite through it—you don’t have to eat the whole thing.


Based on “Day after Daylight Savings” by Margaret Hasse