Wait A Minute
The Shower of Silver Lights
is My Ultimate Protection —
no one can touch Me
in the wrong place
because My Shimmering Spears
are lethal
and I finally know
how to wield Them
The Shower of Silver Lights
is My Ultimate Protection —
no one can touch Me
in the wrong place
because My Shimmering Spears
are lethal
and I finally know
how to wield Them
An Awning We will erect
on the facade of the UFO Museum
in Shag Harbour, Nova Scotia
to exhibit The Model of Self Organizing Galaxy
unfurled, to Dawn upon The World
as the only surviving Artefact
of The Artwork which Spawned
9/11
20 years ago She was His Patient
when She had an affair
with Dr Blair —
then She lived with Him
for 5 years
then They got married
for 14
and Divorced
to find both in separate places:
Hers on The Hawk
His to South Side
where They meet along the wide-open beaches
connecting
just to drive each other crazy
Today Eye ate a Star —
It came from the beach
on My Fingers as I pulled back
My Drying Hair —
I gritted It with My Teeth
and Oh what mineral sustenance
It did provide
is the 31st anniversary
of My Marriage
to The Father of My Three Children —
and a Good Father He is.
It was a day like today:
Still, Hot and Sublime
My legal Husband
is transformed:
He is My Boyfriend now —
and Eye have always wanted
one of Those.
Where Are My Ribs?
Eye am permitted
to view The Sun surfacing
delayed by rightful cloud
There is a place for Marriage
in amongst the confessions
of many — The Vow
and if You break it
You’re in trouble.
My First Vow was “until Death”
and The Death was My Mother’s —
My Second
I don’t remember voicing
and the wedding itself
was an abomination.