The Hubcap House: red tinsel grass, a wall
of flyers reading “See the world’s first house
made up of hubcaps, more than you can count!”
Fresh off the Tilt-a-Whirl and on a whim
she asks how many, and the barker says
there’s half a million make the roof alone.
He keeps her quarters in a velcro pouch.
She’s shaking. If this is a dream of death
then why is it in color? Look: his teeth
are burning red, the tinsel rose he picks
from her back pocket flares red and is gone.
He lifts her veil of gauze. He bends to take
her fingers, and she ducks and turns away
and starts the treacherous climb back to earth.