Comic Strip
for Harold Munnings

Asterix for you to read
like that box, that tin of things
belonging to Dominique Bretodeau

stumbled upon in “Amélie”
stumbled upon the owner
after searching high and searching low

baked chicken he loved, ate whole by himself,
ripping it apart, clawing at it
with his fingers,
would make his mouth water

how he wept upon discovering
his tin box full of things
accumulated when he was a boy

marbles and memories, joy he could not contain
himself he could not contain

Asterix Comic Books, a stack of these
for a man, a medical doctor now
for his eyes to wander over once again

what cities, what streets within his mind
would his feet travel

what roundabouts would he run about


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
1: 37 p.m. 01.11.09