Absinthe at dawn
a night club,
a dance hall
  and bordello.
The world swept up
in Bohemian revolution
bright colors explode
inside addled brains
full of acid and my turn
next or I steal your
planet Earth for my
Butterfly collection.
Orbits in orbits inside
more orbits brick on
brick make a church
with graves outside
fading light at vespers
when they pray forever.