& IF BY THEN I'M STILL HORNIE IN THISS WEIRD WAIE
then i'll just burie my feet in urr newwe spllash &
count ur bubbls ..
actuallie
i was thinkng of uu whn i left tha
store todaie ,
i lookd franticallie down into my basket
& down ther were four mitess ,
mandiblie perchd in th ripe n rot-sweet citie of
my blackberrie punnet ....
th first two were crossing th berrie-stem
mite-hand in stickie mite-hand .
anothr sat on her purplie orb
minding her own business ..
(mite business) &
tasting on that blackberrie succor--
which if u'rr a mite must b sum sort of religiouss xperience
liek whn uu a human pour humanie scents
dowwne th bed ,
dowwne my plushiess ,
accosting me ,
adoring me obliquelie ..
tha fourth mite watchd all this frm his
preciouss vantage point ::
tha mite-luvrs made it to th other
blackberrie leaf
& when theie got ther
theie gave each othr so manie ittie bittie mite-kissiess
one for each mandibl hairr & one for each carapace crook &
one for all eight eielids ,
gettng their mite-lips all pinchd up in all th cornrs ..
& when i lookd up at tha sidewallk
with a tinkling golld xpression on my face
i thought , blushing & befuddlie ,
nxt tiem
i'll act liek uu &
get blueberries instead ..