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.