When bright stars get laid low by acts of God and men,
What heart will risk its exposed soul snatched from defeat?
Cherished clay foot idols let reins slip free from steeds,
Grey studs pastured join sheep as marks for wolven teeth.
Shunned women pay jade costs by default abandoned,
Practice courage dredged from deep wells of love betrayed.
Who enabled whose ruthless pride stripped bare, despaired
Expectations disappointed, spread red flesh flayed?
Spurred to ever nobler fights, by unjust rage lit,
My hot passion tempered in your cool eyes' snug fit.

Earth moved around, crumbs under feet, sod busted, sprigs weeded.
Can’t trample in the outside, kept separate like wheat and chaff.
Only fruits may cross the boundary to crisp sheets, comforted.
What matter worms toiled, enriching bounty-bearing soil for you?
Those souls take nature’s course like hens lay eggs, hemp flourishes.
When men care to nurture as nurtured by mothers they have been,
Then happy homes result from dark gardens’ give and take.

Plastic artifact reminds me of her. Flesh and blood, she melts her own icon.
My Goddess, I worship our craft, married in the Nth dimension.
Our candles illuminate each hemisphere, synced red & blue, purple state.
Pulp of war profits in arms, fisticuffs gerrymandered and rigged against us.
We remember asunder, yet constellate in ways we cannot disconnect.
Put us back together, again forever, to care for the always already poor.
Rich boats raise all waters. Overboard, she fends for herself against all odds.
Statuesque pin-up, femme ichthyologist of garb, gaggle *** sushi swim mate.
Corners enshrine our meditation department network, transcendent yet in touch.
Taste felt on tongue brings us closer together to see and hear what’s happening now.
Hearts over matter, heads roll, eyes forward; brains make the most of a sticky situation.
Sounds blend synethesiastically, our opposite angels harmonize to build twin passages.
Wend our raft downriver, stroke unbound tandem wrists and ankles from spawn upstream.
Our cocoon igloo ensconces like alien cavewomen thaw out their men, then mate on the spot.
Through the delta, Venus beckons, her molten artifice pools our hull. To be baled out by Lucifer?

I took a stroll down my childhood lane
These neural pathways took me back
Multilingual versions of the narrative
Warned me of imminent attack
I made it work for me my people
Bedeviled on behalf of all my greater good
I took my time in stride with sidewalks cracked
And broke my swag along a scattered beach
Came down with that viral capacity to fluctuate
According to what gut feeling feeds heart pumping
Where we intersect that jazz bebopper inhabiting art
Draw outside the lines come together in stark contrast
To the words we negotiate with each other in exchange
For favors better left unpaid yet enacted cross-purpose
To our intended lizard goal to wrap our prey entangled
Tongued in the mail entreated globally galactic guardian

I’d simply settle inside ambitious repose armed by you
Draped across our gossamer webs wet commingled faces