'Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative. . .'

I came home and found a lion in my living room
Rushed out on the fire-escape screaming Lion! Lion!
Two stenographers pulled their brunette hair and banged the
window shut
I hurried home to Paterson and stayed two days.

Called up my old Reichian analyst
who'd kicked me out of therapy for smoking marijuana
'It's happened' I panted 'There's a Lion in my room'
'I'm afraid any discussion would have no value' he hung up.

I went to my old boyfriend we got drunk with his girlfriend
I kissed him and announced I had a lion with a mad gleam in
my eye
We wound up fighting on the floor I bit his eyebrow & he
kicked me out
I ended masturbating in his jeep parked in the street moaning
'Lion.'

Found Joey my novelist friend and roared at him 'Lion!'
He looked at me interested and read me his spontaneous ignu
high poetries
I listened for lions all I heard was Elephant Tiglon Hippogryph
Unicorn Ants But figured he really understood me when we made it in Ignaz
Wisdom's bathroom.

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