sitting in a tub
I wonder
if I watered my skin less
maybe my arms
wouldn't shrivel up
like an old lady's soon
if I walked only in moonlight
my face wouldn't be sun lined
and ate only food from my garden
and silver fish from my lake
would I live longer?
if this be true
I'd take off all my clothes
and swim with nymphs
in the cool green depths
watch ripples grow around
dark stone holes
join children playing
Hopscotch
with dark wine glass pieces
balance with baby steps
on railroad rods
then skip home on fence posts
pulling a trailing sunset
wrap it round me
and sit there shining in the sun
