i am the chuckie doll in your bed
and the brain you`ve left behind when you turned 18
all the women who`ll walk over you
will prove you with X&Ys/
that you`re just a little boy
living in a huge diaper/ with 12 birthmarks on your face/
brushy eyebrows&
robocop moves
all that`s left from the long yellow winter
and elvis presley`s portraits
it`s me/ the same me planning to crash your
windows with my poetry books written for you

[epilogue

i`m the urban myth / catwoman.wonderwoman.superwoman
and you're my 5 am yawn