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