I Was Only Sitting Here In My

Oh, Darling, Let Your Body In, Let It Tie You In, In Comfort.

I Am Tearing The Feathers Out Of The Pillows, Waiting, Waiting For Daddy To Come Home And Stuff Me So Full Of Our Infected Child That I Turn Invisible, But Married, At Last.

Inside Many Of Us Is A Small Old Man Who Wants To Get Out.

What A Lay Me Down This Is With Two Pink, Two Orange, Two Green, Two White Goodnights.

Images Are Probably The Most Important Part Of The Poem. First Of All You Want To Tell A Story, But Images Are What Are Going To Shore It Up And Get To The Heart Of The Matter.