Vibrating

Cross-legged on the bed

She gazed across the town

Her shadow climbed the wall

Until the sun went down

She bought a china pug

It lay there on the bed

And in the paper bag

She could just see its head

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

In an adoring pose

He shrivelled up and died

Until his bones were stems

Upon the grass they dried

And made an alphabet

Of white upon the green

And it was beautiful

And some would say obscene

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

And in the demon's hat

Discoloured flowers grew

And they had fleshy stems

And fleshy petals too

To slither is divine

To multifoliate

She just lost her watch

She couldn't concentrate

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating

She was vibrating