turtle tongues of love
by LateNiteFantasy©
this gold morning
lifts me magic blue
turtle tongues murmuring about
the irrelevance of the motion of stars
a trial and error
criss cross of meaning and movement
(deliver me from evil
oh yes
deliver me from the loud
bright clowns of heaven
recalcitrant angel-elves
tip-toeing through dawn
demanding higher meaning
demanding a shelf for mushrooms
demanding a self-reflexive conundrum
of self-doubt)
who knows the anvil of stasis
who knows the peacocks of passion
drowning in a bathtub of desire
gasping like puppies
round-tummied
on the verge of ecstasy
deny me nothing please
and please let me have the terror of it
all
