(sic)

Believe me bunny

I never meant to use the soap

and the toothpaste...yes

but only once.

I left the room

and the young their milk.

The fire pleases infinitesimally

and the ruddy nomadic geese

of course are a great instrument

and the dandilions poking

up their yup-yups

through the flagstones

help to measure the symmetry

I think I will eventually break

your heart like apple blossoms.

But now that you

are here in the flesh,

let me touch you.