Bob Dylan
Untitled 9 (Johnny)
johnny (little johnny)
with his father’s hammer
nailed five flies
t’ the kitchen window
trapped baby bumblebees
in orange juice bottles
rib whipped his
younger brother
an’ stuck his sister’s hand
in the garbage disposal
pleasin’ johnny
dad’s football star
named all the girls
that did it
he did
an’ never knew a
one that didn’t
bruiser johnny
sore loser johnny
bad in math
but his parents fixed it
got too drunk in bars
an’ his parents fixed
that too
lovin’ johnny
crew-cut johnny
well molded
clean lived in
something his parents
could be proud of
no matter what the
cost to him
a structure of a manly duckling
but his parents
couldn’t buy him
into the college
where he wanted t’ go
genius johnny
poutin’ johnny
punchin’ johnny
crashed his
here son have a car good boy
cadillac into
a couldn’t care less
railroad bridge
his parents supported him still
they bought new hankies
an’ johnny got lots of flowers
an’ so as spoked prongs
pierce from perilous heights
plungin’
through soft pillows,
there IS a sound
that rings
no praise
no praise
but you must be
aware of poor johnny
t’ hear it