Bordello

Wake the earth below The sky above And feel the dark of night Holy ghost draped in gold thread Night blooming mother of tides flaring red Cosmos made churning Churching our shivering Taking our dreaming From the blood of men The morning sun will take my pain (take my pain) And I will wake again (I’ll wake again) I’ll recall rebirth From the leper window From cracking bones stretching new From the chilling modern moon A concrete bloom bordello dancing Seeping Creeping toward my love Take all my pain, I’ll live again… Limp expressions preying, taking winter blessings Season of my self imposing—rising, crushing Riddles and markers and evils that bother Reaping then reeling from chaos I’ve started