Wednesday, October 04, 2006

wander spirit

You have a mind to murder
with bee-sting bedtricks
and thinking in threes.

Husband arrived at Second
in wedding night bliss
given to King Arthur,
the first ever kissed.

Anxious poison brewed
from waters pure and true
vilify the bones
his Mother gave to you.

A horse is led and flanked
by the Masquerade of snakes.
And only one is chosen
when initiation takes.

The secret rites of spiders
and of basement thrust and grind.
Pushes the sleeping turtle over
revealing his sore behind.

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