it was early in the morning
their eyes blinked ravenous
out of water, the raccoons on the roof, growling
everything doesn’t twinkle quite like what you planned
a setup scrambling Aphrodite
not going to work, I said
she of the cupped grails, twinned
breaks your hold &
dances higher
he tells her the land is full of skunks
and wandering, and possibly rabid
one arrived on the doorstep, trembling
eyes pleading, deathdance moving
you who have no holiness next door
what else do you spread rat poison for?
it’s your plastic candles I don’t like
everywhere you try and flicker
one more sight
of that which towers, mechanical dream
and you aren’t human
not what you seem
an animal’s eye retreats to sky
fixed constellations, bye and bye
you took the sky and made it dead
all of this shall be on your head
when she who makes a mighty cry
subdues you in the bye and bye
and all your clouds that heaven rent
her cup the final sacrament
yet to the grail you’ve wandered far
when in her hand she held a jar
’twas from a fountain that you drank
and waters clean revealed the way
we hastened toward the light, this way
away from evil, twinkles borne
our new lamp lit the severed morn
and twinkling stars began to kiss
poor sodden fellows led amiss
until the sky was clear and brave
and starlight twinkled ‘gainst the knave
the grave who bore no love to earth itself
until we’d reached the land of elf
where berries stunned the lips on high
and angels marked the place they’d die
all evil purged, the stars in place
your eyes, the constellations,
grace
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VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 