Ξ February 19th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Words |

- Ursula K -

    She keeps kingfishers in their cages
    And goldfish in their bowls
    She is lovely and is afraid
    Of such things as growing cold.

    She's had enough men to please her
    Though they were more cruel than kind
    And their love an act of isolation,
    A form of pantomime.

    She says she has forgotten
    The feelings that she shared
    At various all-night parties
    Among the couples on the stairs,

    or among the songs and dancing
    She was once open wide,
    A girl dressed in denim
    With boys dressed in lies.

    She's eating roses on toast with tulip butter,
    Praying for her mirror to stay young;
    On its no longer gilted surface
    This message she has scrawled:

    `O somewhere between Heaven and Woolworth's
    I live I love I scold
    I keep kingfishers in their cages
    And goldfish in their bowls.'

    - Brian Patten


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