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I need sunshine, she said.  I mean a lot

of sunshine, she said.  Sunshine where it’s

really not supposed to be, she said.  The

governor-elect nodded.  To yawn and wince

simultaneously.   To sort of toss one’s head

 

as one might toss a cape.  To be guided by 

bumper stickers:  JUST SAY NO TO VESTIGIAL

ORGANS.  I DO NOT HAVE HAIRY PALMS. 

I AM FOR FLOWERS THAT STRANGLE.  

I WILL NEVER WAKE FROM DREAMS.