The Goddess Stripped

Dark night
she's dancing around
in my brain
the curve of her body
makes me wonder why
we've changed to worshipping
a man in a beard.

I can't really blame those men in robes.
I'd be afraid too
of her
possessing me
making me so filled with lust
that I'd sway at her feet
with lewd offerings

Dollars pass around
in baskets;
when a man is in awe
he never forgets to pitch in for her charity.
And the beauty of that
slanted smile;
for that,
he'll pay so dearly

Pure. naked. beauty.
The only sin, I think
here, darling,
is that we haven't built an alter fit for a goddess.
Instead, Aphrodite is stuck in strobe lights,
waiting for the downfall
of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
who sit here panting
while they should be out proselytizing.

5/26/2010

Little Red

You've never gotten past
saying hello and goodbye.
Hungry,
I cry
for a way to make
this bullshit last.
Your love tangled scent
like fingers in and out of my brain
caressing my stomach,
growling
in the rain

I will devour you whole.
Your soul
will barely know what hit you.
All I want to do
is kill the thoughts
where sure
uncertainty
lives.

Wolf
tormented
cry.
I ask you why
we've never gotten past
saying hello and goodbye.

5/10/2010

Fate

The secret is
you have to be willing
to let it happen,
or your fortune will take it's toll.
We all know this,
those of us who have lived
like hell and
returned not quite
revived,
but grateful for not being dead

It takes a toll on your life
to not be willing
to open up
and
just let things happen.
And they happen
you know, sometimes
it just happens

The falling in love,
the fights,
the kids,
the wife,
the house, the job,
the never ending list
of life's most treasured quirks

The most marvelous and the most awful
things
happen, while you're looking at
something else.
And we wonder if our lives are ever really
quite our own,
knowing that the choices have been
sold
as all ours.

4/18/2010

Zombi

Jumping off the cliff with you
Living the way gods do
Like a dog moaning at the door,
My soul begs
to be let inside

Give me
The sacred and profane
Give me
Rain
Things change and
things always
Stay the same
And if we become possessed, we'll have helped a spirit live

All of this is about
praise
All of this is about
hearts
singing
as I made
him laugh.
Not a chuckle,
but a deep
crazy
uncontrollable laugh.

Give me
the sacred and profane
Give me
Rain
Things change and
things always
Stay the same
And if we become possessed, we'll have helped a spirit live

This is what gods do when let into the world,
making love to every single glance
laugh
touch.
Why shouldn't I praise you,
Human?
People always flirt with death
because it's real
and, what's after?

Give me
the sacred and profane
Give me
Rain
Things stay the same and
people always
are to blame.
But if we become possessed,
we'll have helped Our spirit
Live

4/12/2010