Traces of the Goddess
she surveys the night because
the answer is, of course,
traces of the goddess
a foot beneath the cover
a foot beneath the cover
a light in the window
mostly in April
mostly in April
new growth
presses against
the leafless tree
what brings you here
what brings you here
bearing heavily down
with such force?
the pounding heart
sees the blood
here on the cut glass
these essences that spill
she bites the flesh
the body turns and heaves
to a rhythm that lasts 'til dawn.
April 1979
added 2/2017
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