I slept in a crib where ants danced in despair

I slept with my head in a jar of pickles

I slept with foam rubber

I slept curled against a transistor radio playing chance sound

I slept with my cousin but couldn’t stop laughing and today I am an old lady and he is an old man

I slept with a Frenchman who looked like Punch

I slept in an attic beside the Bodhisattva of Compassion

I slept under a grasshopper leaf with my baby

I slept like there’s no tomorrow.