one hundred thousand baths in may
i'll take twenty nine today

i'll take cover from the world outside
i'll take cigarettes and rye

one hundred thousand is quite liberal
a guess, and not a hardened fact

one hundred dainty creams and lotions
all made from papaya extract

boyfriend number one is moneyed
i can see his house from here

he's got quite elaborate fencing
boyfriend two's got a wedding ring!

one hundred thousand baths in may
in this fortress i shall stay

soft and dainty now my skin is,
I am boyfriend number three!

MAY BE

some say that to be
surely must be
more than just BE.

they contest that there is
more than just IS.

i count myself among these ings,
but i cannot prove a thing.
not by summoning the complicated butterfly,
or pointing out holes in evolutionary theory.

i can only tell you that in may
even dogshit

is

divine.

yes.