EXCHANGE

EXCHANGE

We thought the goddess
was here incarnate
to impart her blessing

we thought Aphrodite
but it was
time of Kali

wrong mythology, wrong
about everything

and you
hot-stove focused
when
I made my move

the chemistry I thought alchemy
much, much mistaken
this
kitchen stuff, basic
premise of our evolutionary trail

exchange of fluids, no
noble elements, grubby
hydrocarbons

no catalyst here for
transubstantiation
trans-
formation of the real

and we, after the greedy, grasping

clamour of our exchange

left wondering
where we were heading
praying
we not taking
our Universe, the Universe
along with us
for some dark ride

and Kali’s dark eyes filling
with the light that is
her darkness

needing
our little, paltry,
insignificant dance

to spur her upon
her cosmic charge.