by Kenneth Hoffman
(Morristown, NJ 07960 USA)
Her teeth are on the night stand,
Her hair is on the door.
On the table sits a curled up hand,
Her leg's waiting there on the floor.
Some fingernails crouch
Like a spider stuck fast,
Her eye looks out
Of a half-filled glass.
Her well-padded bra hangs over a chair;
If she removes one more thing (!)
I'll have to sleep over there!