white lion

do it again, silly
one page per wall
so that i will only see the middle part
beneath a thin
layer of grease
at the white elephant sale
after i have spent my very last cent
so yes, you are clever

i gave you pretty white
rabbit ears
and never knew it was the foot you needed
and meanwhile
i did not write
in pink for you
and green does not match your hair
nor does remembrance
so perhaps it is not fair

to see you above water
with all the pages spread around
spinning
in an umbrella, upside down
and opened outdoors only
when it was so crucial to see a face
and admit crimes i would
never actually commit
and allow you to condemn that which
(in theory only)
mattered to us then