relevancy

tonight i watched as she turned over on her right

changing quickly into a dragonfly then swiftly to turtle,

next she became scarab beetle, clickety click:

she stayed like this for quite a while then suddenly she split

into a big breasted woman running out into the foam

a wild horse with a wild mane . . . .

tomorrow, i think tomorrow she says to me, i will paint myself

all over with pokaberry ink and you know,

when dad gets home he won’t know who i am!!  but we better go to sleep now,

the clouds aren’t making pictures anymore . . . .

outside the dog is dancing laps and barking while the coyotes laugh at the moon.