Experiment 12
Thoughts at Night
Thoughts at Night
When I'm with you, and we talk
Into the yawning mouth of a shaggy night...
"Oh but where did you put the moon?
What? She's cleaning her teeth for the occasion?
Ah - but see her now,
Leering through the frowsy facelift of a trollop,
She swoons across the sky in an orgasm of stars.
Put her away! She's old, and creased, and sallow,
Not pretty any more!"
...and along the road
the hostile eyes of cars
staring through the night
shattering the strength of an embrace
cut the darkness into little pieces
which fall into the quiet woolliness
of the road behind.