Why is everything I do in my life like a boomerang? <br />I throw the paper airplane out the window <br />and the wind sends it back. <br />I spit against the wind. <br /> <br />You bought me a fur boomerang for my birthday. <br />I hate you now. You are so rich. <br />You are such a consumer. <br />And I hate your boomerang. <br />But I can't throw it away. <br />It keeps coming back and hitting me <br />in the back of the head. <br /> <br />In a rooming house I lived in once <br />I knew a boy who had a handmade boomerang. <br />It was fifteen inches long. <br />What a beautiful gigantic handmade boomerang. <br />Every Sunday he practiced throwing it away, <br />in Central Park, by that sailboat lake. <br /> <br />People always talked to him and followed him. <br />Everybody wanted to see his boomerang. <br /> <br />...But boomerangs are dangerous. <br />When you fool around with boomerangs <br />you have to know what you're doing. <br /> <br />Congratulations, incidentally, on the birth <br />of your brand new baby boy boomerang. <br />How amazing <br />that no matter where you leave him <br />in the morning he is always <br />in that basket, on your doorstep. <br /> <br />I had a dream about a boomerang race. <br />I lost. <br /> <br />But do I really know what it means? <br />Do I know what anything means? <br /> <br />I kiss your amorous aluminum boomerang <br />and the edges are so sharp <br />my tongue gets sliced, <br />my words get sliced <br />and my lips are able to smile in two directions. <br /> <br />And I think it would be nice to own a boomerang store. <br />Glass boomerangs. <br />Australian aborigine boomerangs. <br />Rubber safety boomerangs. <br />Regulation boomerangs for boomerang contests. <br />And even automatic talking doll boomerangs. <br /> <br />But why is everything I do in my life like a boomerang? <br />I throw away my life <br />and my life comes back.<br /><br />John Perreault<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boomerang/
