'36 Hudson in the garage

All sorts of junk in the unattached spare room.


Dishes in the kitchen sink

New straw for the old broom.

Friends who don't have a clue

Well meaning teachers

But down in your arms, in your arms

I am a wild creature.



Floor two foot high with newspapers

White carpet thick with cat hair

Half eaten gallons of ice cream in the freezer

Fresh fuel for the sodium flares

I write down good reasons to freeze to death

In my spiral-ring notebook

But in the long tresses of your hair

I am a babbling brook

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