fortyfive.



have you seen the beast
with rose-colored cheeks (early in the morning convincing you
you can stretch your humanity)
have you seen the beast
with rose-colored cheeks (lying about the solidity of words)
have you seen the beast
with rose-colored cheeks (in the winter white mountain pass creeping
up to leonard cohens cowl whispering coyly or snow white
blinding leonard you haven't really penetrated anybody
have you seen the beast
with rose-colored cheeks (in the artificial waterfall as a woman
or a rare and beautiful animal a shiny unicorn before it
dissolves in the thunder of the broken water pipes)
have you seen the beast
with rose-colored cheeks (saying wait I'll be right there)
have you seen the beast
with rose-colored cheeks (I saw it in a fractured glass and read
it's lips "half of peace and liberty is chaos and destruction")
have you seen the beast
with rose-colored cheeks (the stranger you suspect will take
you home)