I know a princess
with one foot in the fire
two steps from the water's edge
she rides three sheets to the wind
who whispers that
balanced in the air conditioned
breeze that blows
the wind chimes tells me that
I know a woman with whom I conspire
lawlessness abounds
just listen to the sounds
as night speaks to a woman
I once knew.
I know a queen who loved me for a week
said more from one through four
by seven she would hardly speak
but through words in a book
she never let me see
stashed it high up on my shelf
and never made me doubt myself
Until reading the words
the section that I seek
inside I see a tiny piece of me
spread out on the pages I once knew.
Lawlessness abounds
just listen to the sounds
as the night speaks to a woman
I once knew
Like water on the breeze
the night speaks to a woman.
on Scrutinies of Simon Iff