fig.35.09) the bastard's wings have legs "Two poems were made with stale smelling plastic and balls of tape that's been long dried up. Here they are now, about to be said. Beetless, less beets, without bread or tears we are bottled hammerless and away. Footless, less feets, without said years to sleep in our garden we are roused and then gone again," to be done from nowly, to be done with it soon. "Words I know, I know, inside the wall of this page. I want to be that girl in her hat. Knowing guilt famously, being floppy as an old lung. My ice cream not melting, if I were a certain girl in a certain hat but then these flowers couldn't be smelt or dealt." While I don't agree that Silverstein was examining the taxonomy binding any of the social structures affecting him, I believe that he was a keen observer of his own actions and that he recognized his own passivity in the face of the sweeping cultural changes being made throughout the postwar period