This is the opening poem from Pop-Up Book of Death. The first seven poems of the book describe the surreal and horrific pop-up book that I witnessed in a nightmare.
Find out about the nightmare that inspired this poem:
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"The River" from Pop-up Book of Death:
A group of mourners,
standing on the riverbank,
rise from the page like
flowers in time lapse photography.
Even if the page is opened quickly,
the paper figures emote bereavement.
A clever optical illusion:
the lines of the river trick the eye into seeing
relentless current, which
continues to flow in a blink
like the echo of a flash bulb.
Pull the tab:
A pursuit of crocodile and corpse ensues to the right.
The paper body and reptilian scavenger ride on a track,
bobbing up and down through a cut in the page.
At the end of the track, a crocodile jumps from the left,
nipping the thumb of the reader with a sharp cardboard edge.
A fun activity:
The Crocodile Death Roll Game for the bathtub.
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