She is going to become a zen monk,
In Tassajara, where the hot springs are.
Right after she eats this pork, she might
fuck a boy — or a girl — doesn’t matter.
Her girlfriend has M.S.
She is going to be a monk
because she knows too much, a
hits her head on door jams.
She says that I’m a man: I
can’t see women as anything but sex.
That why she changed from a man
to a woman.
She just bummed a cigarette off a model.
She doesn’t need history anymore,
just a memory pantry
and her first edition of Tagore.