Thursday, January 13, 2022

Master Craft

I have a lovely ass
I'm funny, I'm a gas
A dark and sordid past
Now filled with fun and sass 
A master at my craft
And clearly that's not math
Supportive of your act
With love and light and class
But I'll be on the grass
I'm walking my own path

Monday, January 10, 2022

Circus of the Sun

On the growing grass I lay
Lip-syncing Lana Del Rey
'Neath the fence by my blue jay
Look up, I do hear him say
To the sun and clouds that sway 
See my own Cirque De Soleil
Personal Russian ballet
Tailor-made Shakespearean play
My midsummer night with fae
Stranger things at Circle K
Seahorse in my backyard bay
Vikings hiking 'cross Norway
Seven islands of Bombay
Rumpelstiltskin in my hay
He shows me a different way
I spin gold from straw today

Sunday, January 9, 2022

The Alchemist

Risk risk risk!
He's so reckless
Deadly even, dangerous
Hopped up, high stakes, hit or miss
How can someone live like this?
Here's what you don't know about it
He is practicing magic
All he's done has been crafted
Weighed and measured, enacted
It is all calculated
By design and on purpose
This boy is an alchemist

Tuesday, January 4, 2022

Spiritual Warpaint

Spiritual warpaint
Glitter on God's saint
Not for the heart faint
No worries, I ain't 
Love you, but I'll fight
Use all of my might
Blind you with my light
You're wrong and I'm right
I've been a monk, bitch
Nun and a burned witch
I see your matrix
Mind fucks and mean tricks
I do not fear this
Do me as you wish
I am infinite 

Monday, January 3, 2022

Earth Work

What are you down here to do?
To give love to and pursue
Who to comfort, calm, and soothe
To put in a better mood
What to leave and to remove
Who to end it with and move
What should come undone and glued
What to walk from and preclude
How you get back in your groove
Make of gifts and aptitude
All you do and don't include
That's your Earth work, I conclude

Saturday, January 1, 2022

Goodnight

Suspend Saturn's rings
Stop snow melts and springs
Untie sandal strings
Relax my pink wings
Recline with Selene
Inside her moonbeam
Goodnight to my beings
My public, my king
My pretty playthings 
I'll see you in dreams

A Door

I try to
Adore you
But walk through 
A door to
A statue
Goddamn you