Many years ago,
I looped a raspberry ribbon...

As midnight reflects
upon itching waves...

Blushed and porcelain
upon pedestal - today...

Bitter tea echoes
in a bone-china cup...

Ashen shoes with
buttercup laces; untied...

A pearly button sat
on my scarlet, chipped fingernail...

By-the-by 'though come what may
And merely flew those words astray...

It was Tuesday when he left me
and Friday when he returned...

My breast pounds in woe
and my molars butcher the cherry flesh...

There was once a part of me
(somewhere beneath my passion...

Lifting my foot,
Chewing gum turns into...

Moon and clock,
converse for hours...