Colchis in sight the mightiest ****** stood at the prow
of the majestic Argos as it sailed into the bay of Colchis;
she scried to the sky for Artemis' protection,
Athena whispering over shoulder; winds cooled like stone
& Jason suggested she sprinkle her monthly blood
into the green current to transform the waves
into an army of singing sirens; the invasion culminating
in throngs fainting in the granite streets; the ram's fleece
there for the taking awakening Stalin's ghost:
bellowing in ancient Rus the winged gargoyles
spilling Byzantine ancestors blood; violent Muslim
turkeys running wild; the Argos moored the lads
come upon land, the centillion fleshy wings flapping;
true birds horrified by the endless naked sight of swinging
female ****; driven insane woodpeckers bury their beaks
like ****** into concussion-rattled brains like rice pudding