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The Eight Walk


(please imagine 8 in chinese in place of the / \'s, as powerpoetry does not accept chinese characters)

 

I walked along the shore and left eight prints, all

/ \, / \, / \, / \, / \, / \, / \, / \, 

and said it was eight times as lucky.

She said that's not how it works

 

and kissed me

 

She walked along the shore and left / \ prints, all

crooked back and shuffling walk,

 

and queer beauty

 

and said it was eight times as lucky.

I said that's not how it works

Honey

Darling

Ba-a-a-by

Why do you say these things,

that don't make any sense

and make me want to kiss up on you 

besides?

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