Counting Sheep – Russell Edson

Counting Sheep

A scientist has a test tube full of sheep. He
wonders if he should try to shrink a pasture
for them.
They are like grains of rice.
He wonders if it is possible to shrink something
out of existence.
He wonders if the sheep are aware of their tininess,
if they have any sense of scale. Perhaps they think

the test tube is a glass barn …
He wonders what he should do with them; they
certainly have less meat and wool than ordinary
sheep. Has he reduced their commercial value?
He wonders if they could be used as a substitute
for rice, a sort of wolly rice . . .
He wonders if he shouldn’t rub them into a red paste
between his fingers.
He wonders if they are breeding, or if any of them
have died.
He puts them under a microscope, and falls asleep
counting them . . .
what a strange man! I love it

I had to write a surrealistic poem for my poetry class… It involves blenders, poisonous spiders, a knight in cardboard armor, a maze, venus fly-traps, and a Hindi goddess.  People like my other one better though, I may post it tomorrow