O sleepy city of reeling wheelchairs br where a mouse can commit suicide if he can br concentrate long enough br on the history book of rodents br in this underground town br br of electrical wheelchairs! br The girl who is always pregnant and bruised br like a pear br rides her many-stickered bicycle br backward up the staircase br of the abandoned trolleybarn. br br Yesterday was warm. Today a butterfly froze br in midair; and was plucked like a grape br by a child who swore he could take care br br of it. O confident city where br the seeds of poppies pass for carfare, br where the ordinary hornets in a human's heart br may slumber and snore, where bifocals bulge br br in an orange garage of daydreams, br we wait in our loose attics for a new season br as if for an ice-cream truck. br An Indian pony crosses the plains br br whispering Sanskrit prayers to a crater of fleas. br Honeysuckle says: I thought I could swim.