It's all coming
into fruition
The cat calls from
desperate ones
look who's
desperate now

the one time
I left him
I burnt the petition
to God
mad and raging
the beauty of falling apart
in an asylum

The full impregnated moon
has dominion
over us

So I may be detained
for awhile
just until I get my hiss speak on
just until I go spinning
like the whirling
dervish in love again

but always moving toward
the final grace of an eternal love