Film of the Building of a Coffin Viewed in Reverse
The little tacks that pinned the satin in fall out
Like baby teeth. The satin passes back through
Its fantasy of becoming a prom dress: it returns
Totally to the silkworms in the mulberry.
The pillow blows apart and the down darts
Back into the plucked goose. The black lab
Swims backwards with the bird in his mouth:
The goose flutters up into the sky and flies
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