[ WotD ] Return of the Moth Woman

           
Abruptly waking on the wrong wing              
of her chrysalis cot, Megalopygidae              
is NOT having a good hair-day              
              
I mean, just look at that bed-head!              
             
Although ... everyone swears              
our little, riding, hooded              
moth-er carries more than a              
scintilla of chinchilla              
in those red, flannel genes              
she wears to the liquor store              
             
And soon, she will emerge              
from the concrete jungle thick              
with mortar n brick of brack              
doing her best to avoid              
every cement sidewalk crack              
lest she accidentally break              
Nana Bishop's back;             
             
drawn to an eburnean              
moon surreal and so near              
that we are able to steal              
through the keyhole, glimpses              
of the Universe's lily-white rear             
beneath undergarments silky             
thin and sheer