| The Smith That Clear Our Stars |
| The smith that clear our stars The wolf head came off in night His paw plucked a mushroom and pawed a nest of bees A blade of grass trembled A water drop threatened - burst A felt ear curled back into pink His slick stocking face chrome lips puckered pursed Red balls fell out of a tiny screen Opened dot that shined and was licked away A yellow paraffin eyelid melted back into night velvet without sound Rested and reshaped... closed and hid the stair A tiny wooden door opened shut A polished knob grown dust in the dim hallway Meaty blond people danced at the end of the hall yellow and white. |
| (1983) |
