Wednesday, April 20, 2005

1624

In 1974 it was fashionable to worry,
She puts down her brandy and hatbox
And she says, "Hunger is coming
"Conclude from this as little as you can."
In a deserted corner near architecture
But don't register any complaint
When she turns the lens of the class toward me,
In a box marked "crafts" is the new one.
Better than the light that likes her eyes
Is what the stretched foot implies.