Posted by Jai Narayan on October 8, 2004, at 15:35:33
Ancient mother divine with an air cast
Ancient mother divine with an air cast
a Bunsen burner of blue flame with crimson tongued tips circle
I hobble down the sloping gray grainy familiar street
late afternoon and the sun’s golden rays are slanting into my dust
I see reflected in the store window
an old woman glaring at meMadonna of La Noche with a broken ankle
surrounded by violet shafts of light diamond bright stars orbiting
a pale sliver of silver moon tangled in my gray green air cast
my other naked foot on the serpentine earth
of rocks, sand, small twisted twigs, bits of broken red leaves
my third eye holds the visage of the yellow pyramid shaped rock
that snapped my way too flexible and ridged Aquarian ruled ankleQueen of the primordial hour glass peering into death
the eight shape hidden on the belly of the black widow
my shimmering aura is filled with the second, third and fourth hands of Kali
tick...tick...tick...tick
beats my heart
it beats punching the time clock
I smile into the unknown gift of time off
poster:Jai Narayan
thread:400472
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