(epilogue)

		to Eden with me you will not leave
		to live in my cottage of crazy crooked Eves
		in your own heavy home
		take care of this night
		when you let your little cat in
		turn on the light
		something scurries behind
		and finds a cozy place to stare
		something sent to you from paradise
		paradisically  somewhere
		tongues flouring
		they leap out laughing
		lapping
		disappear