We don\'t need
Other worlds
We need mirrors
We need thin waists
And a hysteresis curve
To the hips
Let us drink in the sea
And laugh as our number
Comes up
Let us commit
To be noncommittal
And talk nary a word
On age and death
Over afternoon tea
In the bright withered garden
Where the goodness of man
Longed to be more
Than its darkling reflection