Apr 162012

We drive on beautiful white roads until
The lake is a single blue eyelid;
Strange fish leap, straining their scarlet gills,
Keeping their watch on humankind.
We are so young, we people of the earth,
The other creatures don’t understand us
With our prayers and wars–but they and we both
Mount the lovers’ excited crucifix.

The turtle, the bluejay, and even the jellyfish
Sting and huddle–and skim through the mighty sky–
When we lie down together as I wish.
And you, too, craven and wanting and sly,
Cozying over with your pearl skin and fur dish,
The hollow in your side where we meet and say goodbye.

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