no more erudite laws

             over the amber

 

glass that stole the attention

of foreign diamond cutters

                whose tongues were scoured

     out       a captured              moon

sylphlike

 

protected the trees with the most

   toe-

          like impatience and walked

to the door swearing

at the waiters

 

body parts and abstractions

plaited their hair      with a bundle

 

of dollars and straw      we stayed for more

than the inevitable misstatements

      when the missing thumb

turned up at breakfast

and was set as in the current

 

plate of pastoral freedom       the sheep

conformed to other sheep

      and were placed on computer

chips     a mutton sheltering its

yarn    reddening through slaughter

 

and I knotted a mimicking heart

 

Mary Kasimor