from 55 Stones
“carat”
Delilah, Delilah, Delilah,
all the big girls are named Delilah.
All this Delilah I know
wants me to do is come
see a trick she can do with quarters.
I don’t know. What if Delilah steals
my shirt? I don’t think I can do it.
I don’t think I can follow Delilah.
But maybe Delilah’s cousin—
her name is Delilah, too, but she’s thin.
I can write my Delilah
love letters from Monte Carlo.
Dear Delilah, O the white sands.
Here is the Mice, see how they run.