blanket choices

the things you like, —
all go together

in your body shell
and tempermental intestines

with miles of bamboo space
for that monkey, that moon,

those flutes of feathers,
and happy day pennant flags,

a few paisley prints twisting,
wedding bands sewn down, —

pulling up now,
preferences for all the yellow birds

minus clunky gold cages,
and frozen gauze butterflies

take a quiet lunar sun to eat,
and one conversation piece crimson spot

some clever chump will market
as a deep ruby red, — garnet lace


quilting for Real Toads