... her abandonment's an invasion;
beacons must be lit across the realm,
for dark rolls in bitterly, financed by
the billionaire Death, with a wardrobe
full of fancy shoes and old guitars,
military industrial complex from
unknown shores; and heartbeats
can hardly be moved to mean time.
Watch the butterflies hoisting pleasure
and listen to the tongues of birds as sharp
as clitoral hymnals from ecstatic throats -
but free gratis, undeserved and unrewarded -
a man must miss the push of ummagumma
or what's the drive to mount again? -
Now stand firm as they cross the causeway
stand thrall and fall, hearts fuelled, courage resolved,
spirits intemperate as strength ebbs...
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Under The Wings
Şiir.Under the Wings of the Egyptian and world-wide respected Goddess, Isis. Poems of Nature, Inner Resonance and Mythology.
