A woman with a broken wrist
Insisted she did not exist
I said, “You damn well do, old hen!”
She said, “Okay,
well, prove it then!”
“I’m looking at you, I declare!
I see your fingers, nose and hair!
I hear your voice, I sense your heat!
Like me, you’re made of human meat!
You’re solid! Mortal! You have weight!
Your heart and organs palpitate!
You’re sentient, you have cognition!
Look! You moved! You have volition!
You’ve been 'round since your conception!
You know that! Proprioception!”
“Lies!!” she said. “That’s how things seem
But what if we’re in someone’s dream?”
This silly statement made me pissed
And so I broke her other wrist
“Ooch! Ow! That hurt!!!” I heard her squeal
“Calm down,” I said. “It wasn’t real.”
