Three Monkeys Online

A Curious, Alternative Magazine

Girl on the Corner of Jones and Mason

By John Doyle

As young as you are, light matters still
in evening rites
mother sing
lullabies that taste of herbs
a shield glimmering in stars
for them light matters still

Light on rooftop
make asphalt shiver like wizards with mice up their sleeves
mother’s lilted trance illuminates pin-pricked stars,
feline shaped impressions on a lunar phase,
wide eyed cat stalking wizards, claws opening holes in night
a silent sleeping girl, matter still.