LIFE ON THE STREET
Come! Come! For you will walk with me,
Driven by the Edge and her whores,
In the blind eyes of the One,
Though the sharp tongue clarifies and enlightens:
Already lost to me! sleeping through the day,
And the Goddess-Sun has left her temple,
Followed about by all her needy worshipers;
But she moves toward the light,
Expel what from hell is with the breath inhaled
Through endless days and straight dusty roads.
……Dec ‘98
