Day and Night


as if in a cocoon,

a woman sways

in a hammock

surrounded by

hanging purple lilacs;

a Cleopatra,

in a dove's wing,

with dangling grapes.

I lounge

with my feet up

on my desk,

acting like her

all day long;

until the full moon

is echoed by

my big toe,

poking through

the hole

in my black sock.

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