[net.poems] Untitled Poem--E. Gerhard

jeff (04/17/83)

					Untitled

		In hold
		of the demon of the night

		How sharp are your teeth?
		I have meat here for the dog,
		But...
		Well, you know wholesale prices are going up,
		And he's so large an appetite to fill.

		A child, a child,
		A child is she that feeds sparrows in the street
		Bread crumbs from her pocket.
		She picks the one with the broken wing, feeds it honey from an
			 eyedropper
		Too sweet, too sweet, too sweet

		Barefoot, where do you go?
		To mossy rocks still thick with moisture
		Oozing protoplasm?
		Can you?
		Connect, or are those cell walls going to get in your way?
		Does he feel your presence
		Like the nub of his promise?

		I'll take
		A cup of coffee, light no sugar
		No sugar tonight;
		No.

						 Emily Gerhard
						 4-9-79