Three months in the mirror
burning hip
– let’s go to the kennel honey
and get one of those cute little moth pups
they flap their little wings
and fly around a light globe
and you can keep ’em in the closet
and feed ’em socks –
six months in the mirror
burning hip
– honey let’s go out naked tonight
with our moth puppy
don’t forget the socks and the light bulbs
make sure it’s not too warm
you don’t want to burn his lttle wings –
the lights are soft, streets soft, skies soft,
the mirrors soft
the smell of burnt powder
the moth flies through the mirror
powder falls lightly around around around
and around the sun

(1987)

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