BLESS

BLISS

here I am
conjugating the verb “blister”

where after
took a trek to the zoo
to escape (Mama taboo)
the schtick I was
taking in the zero point
quantum field

and you in your G string
playing the devil’s chord
entertaining
string as your
theory of everything

blitz attack it were
(forgive my dialect) when
you came
to seduce me

our ramshackle bits
that we might juxtapose
somewhat
surreal or
even psychedelic

shipwrecking me in the tropics
slave to fat climates

exercising your leverage
haughty in the knowledge
that woman
is subroutines, is
ex machina, is Grecian
statuesque chemical
factory
cosmic comedy, existential
tragedy
disjunction waiting
to happen

lured into those gardens
sheer abyss of bliss

fusion
is out there beyond the borderlands
of anything
possible

time beyond time if
we could but find it

place of riddle and parable
stamped in the image
of all that
ventures with trajectories

that
(for want of wings demonic
or distinctly angelic)
is suffered to stumble, crawl,
shuffle, hop and swing

sharp and lithe end
somewhere between
plain
writing stylus and hi-
tec Nile
crocodile