Space Odyssey Redux
In Eleusian fields,
I’m delusional still
Crawling past the edge,
hedging all my bets
Initiated into lex,
Now I cannot repent.
To wash my eyelids in the rain
I claimed false prophets’ names.
The dumpster met the fire
Enthroned upon the pyre:
And there, at breaking dawn,
a liturgy commenced.
Fingers in my palm
Pointed at the sky,
rolling in the dirt,
Oinking while we yearn
Cackling at the burning bush,
Crowley, save my place!
The pinball machine’s ablaze,
The ablution of our species rests on
Sabine; born from dust
Her rib imbues my chest.
All but a slippery genome is left.
Date submitted: February 3, 2023
Date accepted: May 2, 2023
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