Let us feed the rabbits.
then go to bright shores
that a garden is what we make of it.
let us pretend to know
something about the earth
but care enough
to squirrel away our
moon dust
for kisses.

let us join the vast star fields
of our small pavilions...
and perhaps go where nothing
has ever been so
bright.

let us join where our bodies sing.
and make love out of wet fears
that sweat the salt of too deep oceans
that know Us
for how lonely
we've
been.

let us pray, but not to a god that has no mercy
but to a parasite that
loves the Host

completely.