kashka from baghdad

kashka from baghdad

lives in sin

they say

with another man

but no one knows who. old friends never call there. some wonder if life's

inside at all--

if there's life inside at all. but we know the lady who rents the room. she catches them calling a la lune. at night

they're seen

laughing

loving. they know

the way

to be

happy. they never go for walks. maybe it's because

the moon's not bright enough. there's light in love

you see. i watch their shadows

tall and slim

in the window opposite. i long to be with them. 'cause when all the alley-cats come out

you can hear music from kashka's house. at night

they're seen

laughing

loving. they know

the way

to be

happy. watching every night. don't you know they're seen?