Wells
In Bushnell Park there are only a couple
of statues & while I knew
who Minerva was I wasn't sure
about Horace Wells & I wanted
to know because the plaque underneath
him says The Discoverer of
something I couldn't see & I didn't
think anyone in Hartford
had ever discovered anything except
for guns & drugs & when I looked
him up I found out I was
right because the thing Horace Wells
discovered was anesthesia at some
kind of show where
a bunch of people inhaled nitrous
on stage & then ran around like idiots
& when one of them hurt his leg
he kept running & seemed to feel
nothing & Wells who was a dentist
thought maybe he could use this
so he got some nitrous & put himself
under & had a tooth pulled without
any pain, which he thought
would make him famous so he went
to Boston to put on an exhibition
& called someone out
of the crowd to go under but
the man didn't breathe from the bag
long enough & felt
Wells pull & screamed & everyone
heard it & no one else would volunteer
& no one wanted to believe
Wells except for William Morton
who stole the idea using ether instead
of nitrous & got patients
& patents & a job at Harvard & maybe
Wells never knew it but credit in the books
goes to Morton or maybe he did
know it because Wells sold his practice
& left his wife & went to New York
where he went mad & went to jail
for throwing sulfuric acid at prostitutes
& in his cell inhaled chloroform from
a rag & cut open his groin vein
& died & the only people now who think
he discovered anything are some people
in Hartford who can't read
the sign & probably don't care what it is.
Samuel Amadon
The Hartford Book
Cleveland State University Poetry Center
Copyright © 2012 by Samuel Amadon
All rights reserved.
Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission