Galapagos gallop so gallantly
cleverly trading for oysters on the half shell
easy to troll but try rolling a turtle
their blessings buried like eggs in the sand near the sea
blinking blindly the old one is pensive, not really hiding
behind his eyes the door is stuck, he cannot see inside his self
ancient sleepy seeds and us in this terrarium just we two in this hell
it’s foggy in here the odor is thick no one can see me crying
did the news just now blare some talk of lube on the tube?
crazy for you you’re no longer my Mrs.
savor the sweetness you lifted me up with your kisses
hug the new one next to you now that flavors your soup
buried deep in this cage of my making with dreams of forsaking
lay me down gently off center in the reflection of our behaviors
who knows if it happened the wind scattered our letters
a quarter past life and half past yours for the taking
the clock’s bell hath struck it cared once before now not at all
consent being a foreign concept with an alien intent
what if King Arthur of Britain was really some Russian gent
warming the samovar passing the time while we wait for our fall
strangled by a thin string of integrity woven by spiders from fright
we lost to the thieves foretold at the start by their theft of the game
leaving us standing cold on the corner holding the blame
looking for a serious thought last seen under this light
we waited for our children, prayed their return in the night
that sun the day exploded we were engaging in bliss
then some seconds later, maybe a minute, just this curse
no one to read our poem back to us such was our plight
it would have been nice to hear from the Trinity?
yesterday nothing, maybe less today least not just yet?
there was that love making early or was it a threat?
maybe tomorrow? what is time to divinity?
such is the way with mushrooms and cumulus clouds
they puff up white, swim in their swagger of fat, and laugh in the blue
before settling down to comfort our burns in a rainy fondue
starfish twinkling, turtles marching, carefree dreams of our shrouds.