Youniverse

Youniverse

               

what i want is Your cries to awaken me.

at seven, our place speaks various Youish.

outside, seagulls go You! is that You!?

and so yes: sleepy eyes, and Yougurt 

on its way out slurping youuuuu, long and loud.

aye! what’s better than to be devoured!

…You contracted tap water into a ball!

into a bull!

spraying spinning tails all over the bathroom!

i wash Your hands after breakfast. Ewww!

mew the pipes.  You’re crying, i’ve got EnnYouI,

but it’s cured by the warm towel of Your water.

pj pants have been Youified into coat tails,

moving targets for kittens,

flower pots, transfigured: graves on the rug;

i'm mad but i’m twOOOOOO! too!

then, nothing: hi nanny; o homelessness,

i’m kicked out into spring, no one notices

all i’m wearing is suit heels papers perfume.

but i've got the Youniverse wrapped around my neck,

and it’s warm, and it’s purring

while i hand out goodmornings to the resident yous.