The businessman jokes aloud
about the squares on his pocket and gold,
raining out of a cloud
and making everyone else grow old.
His daughter at her wedding
arrives to find her legs sold
to the man who is delivering bedding
and the sailor who knows enough of the sea.
Her feet walk to were the sun is setting
and split apart right above the knee
her vagina turns into a shroud
that only unwraps at a fee.