The Purpose of Brains

To fetch what’s in the back.
To taunt the absolute.
To recognize the gospel truth
not found in any book.

The glue to hold your tongue.
To steer your arms and legs.
To poke what’s left for dead before
you lay it in the ground.

from “The Purpose of Things” (Regal House), a collection of short poems and photographs created in collaboration with photographer Pieter de Koninck.