Search-Word Poem (the words that get you here)

As eldests, we do not know
the woes of being a middle child,
but of mexico sickness, we have some experience.
With a little thought, we could provide
a list of bull fighting films,
or expose that secret society of avant guard woodworkers.
Perhaps it's only the sexy words
of Camus or Susan Stewart
that draw you here, or the promise
of slowing down your fast metabolism.
That christian art picture of guy with hammer at crucifixion?
It could have been anyone, really.
Hammers are just the messenger, innocent as a
possum bite, or the virtues of work.

[thanks to Amy Kane for the idea]