149th Chorus
I keep falling in love
with my mother,
I dont want to hurt her
—Of all people to hurt.
Every time I see her
she’s grown older
But her uniform always
amazes me
For its Dutch simplicity
And the Doll she is,
The doll—like way
she stands
Bowlegged in my dreams,
Waiting to serve me.
And I am only an Apache
Smoking Hashi
In old Cabashy
By the Lamp.
