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A CATTERPILLAR WITH TATTOOED TEETH

IN A LAND WITH LIGHT THAT SLIDES ALIVE AND BLUE

AND MEN GRINNING BACKWARDS,

I DRANK TEA MADE FROM MUSHROOMS, HEARD FLOWER AND LEAF

LAUGH AT ME LOUD AS FLUTES AS I SHRANK AND GREW

I, THE MAN GRINNING AND BACKWARDS.

IN THE TULGEY WOOD I STOOD UFFISH AND CHOKED ON WORDS

SPAT LIKE SMOKE FROM WHERE, LIKE STONE BESTREW

A CAT, A PILLAR TATTOOED, TEETH

SHARP AND GOLD AS A DREAM BENEATH

A MEMORY.

WHO ARE YOU?

- I AM ME. ,CONTRARIWISE WHO

ARENT YOU?

NOT HARDLY WHO I WAS. NOW A MAN GREIVING BACKWARDS.

THE HARE’S OFF IT’S HEAD WITH CURSED RABBIT’S LUCK,

DODO BIRDS

ARE BURBLING AND HYPNOTISING, GIVING PILLS THAT DON’T DO, DON’T DO

SO THE CAT – I ATE A CATERPILLAR WITH THESE TATTOED TEETH

AND THE WAKEFULL KUEEN CALLS BETWEEN RED TEETH

OFF WITH THIS FLOATING HEAD,THIS

THIS CATERPILLAR WITH TATTERED TEETH

THIS MAN GRINNING BACKWARDS