Oh darling we must remain supine
the supper you prepared was most divine
on no please, we're not romantically inclined
we're just completely stuffed with mussels in wine!
imagine a geothermal spring
in your backyard, of all the things!
a nice rock pool in which to swim
healthy minerals soothing tired skin!
a pair of dreadnoughts massive glide
crash through the ice as narwhals dive
tusks flashing in the Arctic glare
grind of floe on hull fills the air
massive leads open before
the pair as they let their cannons roar
firing swarms of krill larvae
in last-ditch effort to save the sea
we want a Transcienda with sky blue adobe walls
we'd allow a transient Transtopia to grow inside the hall
we'd grow trans chile, weed and cabbage
with trans goats and burros small!
every trans person'd be invited, welcomed, one and all
like Alexander and his Iliad
under your pillow you ought keep
a magic notebook tied to your mind
to record your dreams when asleep
The empire is comin down brick by rotten bloody brick
it's a time for heroes, poets and wisdom to come back
bringing music, knowledge, strength and sneaky tricks
don't be burning daylight now, blaze up and pull the slack
each your herbs and vegetables, take your medicine and don't get sick
this time the wheel it turns again, we don't want it to attack
A valkyrie perfect for we
one fated from the start
after battling the currents and doldrums for ages
she'd find her port in our heart
whisker, antenna, nose, or toe
eyestalk or trail of pheremone
earlets furry or scaled magnetic reception globe
you gotta see the world through your brain, you know?
Monday, January 17, 2022
Porcelain Shatter Windchimes
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