LIKE COCOANUT MUSHROOMS:

The Boy in the Tiger Coat, sky wrapped around his head,
looks lost. Girl with a telephone, faith on a t-shirt,
talks to herself, uncoiling her wires. Smiling, lies back
on the pavement, eyes distant, sending messages, fingers
dancing, the heels of shoes clicking around her.
She likes it, comforting, like cocoanut mushrooms.

(K)