I see a vision of two plunging feet,
Discreetly shod, yet struggling in vain--
Slime
Creeps ankle-high, knee-high, thigh-high,
Till all is swallowed save a brave silk hat
Floating alone, a symbol of the creed
I perished shedding.

Yet somewhere you
Intelligent of my distress
Smile, undisturbed--
I have no pedlar's license to submit,
No wares to cry, nor any gift to bring--
I do not know
Anything new--
In truth, then, what have I to do with you?

Yet, madam, you intrigue me!


Lolita

How curious to find in you, Lolita,
The geisha
Who sits and strums in the immortal
Attitude of submission.
There is a ledger in place of her soul!

Your shoulders sang
For admiration,