Carolina Caterpillar's curled up on a leaf Counting all the new friends that are on her list to leave Cocoons aren't made for communes She needs her wings to spread A forest of old lovers Not enough for playing dead "It's not easy being inconclusive" Carolina said The sink tastes like an ashtray Never washed, and upside down "Get a life" says old aunt agony She turns the volume down Teleports back to the bathroom Where she might be found Reclining Venus, extra furs So fine in such a gown "It's not easy being inconvenient" Carolina frowned Now she'll purr like Eartha Kitt with bloody nails Laetitia's whips The cat stares from the pillow Never judging, only sits If she learned how to be patient No need to bite her tail The Oracle, she's ancient She did not inhale Carolina Caterpillar slips from hive to hive She stops off at the pink dot to get cigarettes and flies She knows she's got an hour before something in her dies "It's not me, it's you, and that's what's tragic" Carolina sighs