jesus said
,
“
hey
,
what’s you doing hiding in the water
,
where the tub is white and hard
,
and your daughter sleeps in the other room
?
“
I went into
the brown room where
the blue rug and
the black dog
he,
too,
fell to sleeping on the round blue rug,
where me,
the black dog,
the nightmaring,
that lantern-head horse,
where daughter first made mountains of moons.