Poezja

Picking a lock you break 
a bloodline. A stargazer 
maps the astrological signs 
and connects with the 
moon in oviduct: 
wriggling, 
coiling. 
 
There were no foeticide qualms, 
in rappelling to shamanic healing. 
It was not a deference for any 
deity. A ritual 
gives you 
name, gives 
you fame. 
 
Wearing a wooden sandal which 
keeps you electrified with 
divinity. This is ambulatory. 
You move on the green earth 
squashing the grass, 
grasshoppers 
beating the 
Venus.