a momentous occasion
should it trickle down
into our fragrance-laden thighs
blest you are,
blest you are
peace & harmony
a fortuitous amalgamation
were you born under
a lucky star?
o, there you are
there you are
colossal height
of your lode-bearing walls
upright
the bitter bite
of unrest
a cheeky smile
and a scathing embrace-
have you been mistaken
for that raven-haired hustler?
force into question
rapacity
bisect the tendrils
and rip the knots through,
droll on and on
a meat-ant treading
this slipshod terrain
the sage,
the crestfallen
languisher trilling,
"cuando se quiere de veras,
como te quiero yo a ti,
es imposible, mi cielo,
tan seperados vivir,
tan seperados vivir".
dec. 2002